Zhao Wudi thought about it again and again, but decided to let Da Zizi go and let them leave safely.
This made Li Ruoxi and others very incomprehensible, thinking that Zhao Wudi's doing this was tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, and there would be endless troubles in the future.
What kind of place is the rivers and lakes Jianghu is a world of fighting, killing and killing, free from the edge of the world, existing in the world, independent of the world, self-contained, very different from the court and the people.
The rivers and lakes have their own rules, the strong are respected, the weak eat the strong, whoever has a big fist can specify the law, and pay attention to a happy enmity, tooth for tooth.
Repaying grievances with direct is the way to survive in the rivers and lakes, and repaying grievances with virtue, hehe, the result is that you don't know how to die.
Ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles without staying.
This is the real rivers and lakes, a holy place that makes countless young and vigorous rangers fascinated.
With Zhao Wudi's cultivation and experience in fighting the enemy, as well as that bad look, he shouldn't be a budding chick, how could he make such a naïve choice The little maid calyx stared at Zhao Wuving, pouting her small mouth and muttering: "Hmph the benevolence of the woman, she gave birth to a good skin in vain."
This time, Li Ruoxi did not scold Calyx, because although Calyx's words were rude, they went to her heart.
A good man, but always hesitant when he encounters something, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, just like a woman, well, not even as good as a woman, it's really disappointing.
Not to mention them, even Da Zizi was quite surprised, staring at Zhao Wushu with a pair of wonderful eyes, and hesitated: "Brother Zhao said that he wanted to let the little monk leave" Zhao Wudi laughed and said: "You and I meet in Pingshui, there is no deep hatred, why do you have to fight to live in this flowery world, there are countless fine wines and delicacies waiting for us to taste, don't you want to?"
The reason why he said this also has his purpose and bitterness.
When I first arrived in Datang, I was very unfamiliar with this world and this river and lake, so I could say that I didn't know anything about it, so I couldn't help but be cautious.
According to the dialogue between Da Zizi and Li Ruoxi and others, he captured a little useful information from it, that is, these two sides are not simple, and they can be regarded as a big force calling for wind and rain in today's rivers and lakes.
In this case, as a duckweed without roots, why should it be involved in the monstrous waves He and Li Ruoxi and others can't talk about friendship, and they have nothing to do with the big free side, and the previous fight between the two was only superficial, and they didn't fight to the death.
For an inexplicable chance encounter, and offended today's heroes in the rivers and lakes, Zhao Wudi thought that the gains outweighed the losses, not the actions of the wise.
There is no deep hatred between each other, so why not laugh and enmity Da Zizai's face changed uncertainly, for a long time, he sighed, folded his hands and bowed to Zhao Wuving, and said: "Amitabha, Brother Zhao is broad-minded and knowledgeable, and the little monk is not as good as it."
The little monk said goodbye, he met one day, and the little monk drank with Brother Zhao again and listened to the teachings" After saying that, he beckoned to the white tiger, and helped Kumashh up, and the two of them turned around and left the small temple, disappearing into the vast night.
The white tiger was very honest, lowered his head, shrunk his neck, and stuck out his tongue flatteringly when he passed by Zhao Wuyi's side, and then clamped his tail and hurriedly left behind Da Zi.
The white tiger left, but a horse ran in from the open door of the small temple cave, with a fiery red body and shiny fur, and trotted to Zhao Wudi's side, a big head rubbed against him, and from time to time licked his hands with a wet tongue, like a child coquettish in front of adults.
This horse is naturally the Red Lady, because of the existence of the white tiger, although it is separated by the wall of the small temple, it still makes it uneasy in the end, and it can't sleep.
Now seeing the white tiger slipping away, how could the red lady still can't help but immediately run into the small temple to find Zhao Wudi for comfort.
"Come, Red Lady, it's almost three watches, you must be hungry, come eat and drink, sleep beautifully, and let's leave home tomorrow."
Zhao Wudi touched the red lady's head, and while chanting words, he grabbed a handful of fine food from the cloth bag, held it in his hand, and let the red lady eat.
The red lady was quite satisfied with the careful care of the master, even if there was a little grievance, it immediately disappeared, it snorted, and happily ate the night meal.
"Hey, a horse is called the Red Lady, it seems that the daughter-in-law wants to go crazy, it's really disgusting" The little maid Calyx was unhappy again, in fact, when she left from Dazi and Kumosh, she was angry, but there was nowhere to vent, and now when she met the beginning, she had to laugh at it to her heart's content Zhao Wudi glanced at the calyx, grabbed another handful of fine food and continued to feed the red lady, and gently scratched the mane on the back of his neck with his other hand, and said casually: "The little lady can misunderstand me, this horse was originally called the red lady, it was the name given by its previous owner, and it has nothing to do with a certain family."
Besides, this man should marry and the woman should get married, and it is not a shame for a certain family to think about a daughter-in-law. ” Speaking of his daughter-in-law, Zhao Wudi couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, thinking of Mo'er who was far away in Shuofang.
Many days have passed since the accident that hit him, and I don't know how she spent this time and how she suffered Thinking about it, his face couldn't help but show a touch of gloom, even these slight changes, but they didn't hide from Li Ruoxi's eyes.
The girl Ruoxi, who was blue and smart, immediately thought of the woman in the new city, the woman who was suspected of being closely related to Sirius.
If the Zhao Wushu in front of him was really the man of destiny, then his gloomy sadness at this time was undoubtedly for that woman.
It's just that since he doesn't know what happened in the new city, he doesn't know that the woman's life is hanging by a thread, so there is really some kind of magical connection between them Li Ruoxi blinked her eyes wide, but she couldn't make up her mind in her heart, and she didn't know whether to tell him the news that Mo'er was critically ill After a long time, she still decided not to tell him, once the wood was already in the boat, it was useless to say more, even if Zhao Wudi knew, what could he do was just one more person sad and painful.
Being able to get out tonight is all thanks to Zhao Wuving, and Li Ruoxi can't help but express it.
She took a few steps forward and bowed deeply to Zhao Wudi: "Lang Jun is very gracious, there is nothing to repay, please accept the slave courtesy" When Li Ruoxi said "nothing can be repaid", Zhao Wudi was taken aback, for fear that she would come up with a sentence of "promise by example".
This can't be blamed on Zhao Wuving, because in his previous life, wasn't it all like this in the play, boys and girls, a hero saved the beauty, and in the end, without exception, they all promised each other with their bodies, and achieved a good story.
However, Zhao Wudi didn't want to come to such a show, not that Li Ruoxi was not beautiful, but that he had a heart.
Women, not the more beautiful the better, only you know whether this is suitable or not.
Mo'er's little girl is not very beautiful, at least not at the level of disaster to the country and the people, but she is Zhao Wudi's favorite.
At that time, it was Zhao Wudi who crossed time and space to come to the Tang Dynasty, without relatives and at a loss in his heart, and Mo'er was just like a small flame, although it was not blazing, but it gave him hope.
Love someone, don't seek the appearance of a captivating city, peerless and enchanting, nor do you want to be vigorous and compassionate, as long as there is fate, it is enough
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