Chapter 210

Zhou Leping now has no reason to dislike all the people and things related to Zhu GuanLiang. Naturally, he has no good feelings for an ancient immortal. When he asked, he just said, "thanks for your help, it's not bad, it's still useful."

"I heard Zishu say that you've been practicing martial arts recently. I don't think he talked too much to you. Let me do this villain's work. No matter how you practice, you can't hold a sword in the future. To tell you the truth, it's God's face that you can lift a bowl with your hands. After all, it's tendons that break, Even if it's done, it's not what it used to be. How long will it take to recover? Let's get rid of this idea as soon as possible. "

Zhou Leping didn't think so. "Is it Zhu GuanLiang who asked real people to come and tell me this?"

"Zishu is very worried about you, but these words are my advice to you. Your body is your own. When you look in the mirror, your face is sallow and your eyes are blue and black. It's a sign of depression and illness. You can't make a breakthrough in this way. In the long run, you will only drag your body down."

Zhou Leping said, "I know my own body, I know it in my mind."

"It's not easy for parents to live in the world. Generals are people who have experienced life and death. They feel bad when they are dying. Even if they don't think for themselves, they should consider for their brothers and sisters. They must be very happy to learn that the general has come back from death. If the general drags his body down again, wouldn't it be another blow for them?"

"Don't be a general. Thanks to Zhu GuanLiang, I'm a sinner who collaborates with the enemy and betrays the country. I've long been a general."

Yigu Zhenren sighed, "it's not kind of Zishu to do this to you, but now Qi's position is that he does it without any fault. Even if he changes the general, I believe he will make the same choice as him."

"Not bad." She said, "but the real man has forgotten that we are enemies. I'm born in Zhao. I don't think in the position of Qi. We should hate each other. He's right in the eyes of Qi, but I'm not Qi after all."

An ancient immortal sighed, "the right and wrong in this world can't escape the position. What you say is reasonable."

He took off the wine gourd and shook it. He poured two cups and pushed one to her. He said, "it's a unique medicinal wine for relaxing tendons and promoting blood circulation. Come and have a taste."

After all, Yigu Zhenren is not a worldly person, and his words are to the point. Zhou Leping originally hated Wu and Wu, but the more he talked with him, the more he speculated. After a few cups of medicinal wine, he belched contentedly. "I didn't have a good chat last time, but now I have plenty of opportunities. I just want to know the secret of Zhenren's mechanism."

One ancient immortal shook his head and said, "I can't tell you this. I only accept one disciple in my life, and I only teach one person what I have learned in my life. This is the rule of the school. If I tell you this, I will break the rule. When my grandmaster knows, he will send thunder to chop me."

Zhou Leping had a drink with him. "Don't be so stingy, old man. The rules are set by people. I'll... I'll be your laity disciple. I won't let your grandmaster know."

"Rules are rules. You can't be square without rules. If you really want to learn, you can worship Zishu as a teacher, and he confiscates his disciples. If you worship him, you can learn openly."

"He?" Zhou Leping shook his head and frowned, "forget it. Will he teach me? If I learn, it's a big threat to him. He can't rest assured that I can't do anything if I break my hand and foot. "

An ancient immortal looked at the door, but he had no choice but to smile, "my apprentice, my heart is not as bad as you think. Why don't you think that he left you for your own good?"

"For my sake? It depends on whether I want to or not. Right now, I'm in prison every day. Sooner or later, I'll get sick. "

Zhu GuanLiang leaned on the door with his arms in his arms and looked down at the ground.

The medicinal wine in the gourd is clean. It tastes good. It tastes bitter in the mouth but sweet in the aftertaste. However, it has great stamina. Zhou Leping mumbles that he suddenly sticks his head on the table and snores slightly. He doesn't speak any more.

The old man himself was drunk. He staggered to the door. He put his hand on Zhu GuanLiang's shoulder and sighed, "let's take care of ourselves."

"I'll take you back to rest."

"No, it's time for you to be sober. What do you think of others, what do you plan to do in the future, how do the sages explain to you, and whether they will receive your love or not? These are all questions."

He bowed his head to be taught, "I know."

"As a teacher, even if you had such a disaster, you child, sometimes obsession is a good thing, but obsession is too harmful to others and yourself."

"I can handle everything."

"I hope this girl is too rigid. It's not a matter for you to always look at her like this. If you don't find something to distract her, she will practice Kung Fu sooner or later and then kill herself."

After seeing off the master, Zhu GuanLiang ordered people to cook a bowl of wine soup and push the door in to smell the wine.

His master is very good at brewing all kinds of medicinal wine. It has been more than ten years since he drank these wines from childhood to adulthood. It is not easy for her to drink them for such a long time for the first time.

Bend down to hold people up, people in his arms, light almost feel no weight, before so strong a person, now thin like a page of paper, how can people not distressed. Zhou Leping is more like a dead man with no life. His head droops down, soft and light, just like the dough kneaded by the person in charge of the chopping board. Put the person on the bed and hold her wrist to feel the pulse. The medicinal wine works. The depression is slowly dispersing. It will be better to dredge it with silver needle later. Zhou Leping mumbled. His lips were glued together. When he opened his mouth, he even spat a bubble. Zhu GuanLiang thought it funny. He twisted a wet handkerchief to moisten her lips. She unconsciously thumped and kicked, frowned and cried, "Zhao Shiqian." He didn't hear a word of the big mumbling in front of him. She spoke these three words very clearly, and he also heard them clearly“ Zhao Shiqian... "Another sound, like a needle, pierced into his heart“ Dad... I want to go home... "No matter how good Qi state is, no matter how good his imperial palace is, it can't compare with Zhao state and her shabby general's mansion. She is in caoying and her heart is in Han Dynasty. If he lets her go now, even if he goes back to Zhao state, she will go back to die.