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One hundred and seventieth chapter floating horse line (17)(4/4)

Seemingly emboldened, Zhang Xing killed people in public without saying a word. Instead, he jumped out of the car majestically and walked towards the roadside. Surrounded by knights in brocade robes were either plain brocade clad patrol riders or dark brocade clad Fulong guards. They all moved out of the way, just like the waves of wheat flying away from the fields.

Zhang Xing wordlessly passed by the stunned Qin Bao, the excited Xiao Zhou, the angry Wang Zhen and other Fulongwei groups, and came to the tree where the horse was tied. However, he did not rush to mount his horse, but stood in front of the tree. He paused for a moment, then cut the bark of the tree with a knife, dipped it in the human blood still dripping from his neck, and wrote a line of words on the tree with the knife:

"The one who kills thieves is Zhang Xing from the north."

Then, the man tied the head to the back of the yellow gelding, got on the horse, tied only the embezzled mule to his wrist, and waded slowly into the Gushui.

Looking at him, he looked like he was crossing the river like a floating horse.

After walking about ten steps and about to enter the water, Xue Liang suddenly couldn't help but move in the direction of the other party.

But with just such a move, the Fulongwei group that Zhang Xing had just passed, and even more than half of the Jinyi patrolmen, all instinctively moved, but they all turned around, raised their swords and came towards the direction of Uncle Cao Huang's adopted son, as if It's like silent squeezing and fighting.

Not only Xue Liang and some of the Jinyi patrolmen were shocked on the spot, but also Sima Zheng and Luo Fang suddenly changed their expressions, and Zhang Changgong also let go of his arms.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, and many people couldn't help but say or shout something, a long roar with obvious vibrations of real energy suddenly came from the water.

The whistling sound was long and agitated, continuous, accompanied by Zhang Xing's floating horse entering the Gu water. Not only that, the horse's head was still oozing with traces of blood, which mixed with the yellow river water after the rain, forming a strip of color in the afternoon sun. Strange long ribbon.

Whether it was the Fulong Guards or the Jinyi Patrolling Cavalry, they were all astonished as they didn't know what the roar meant.

Xiao Zhou's heart was in confusion. He glanced at Qin Bao and Bai Yousi, but he didn't get an answer. This made him feel like he was holding back a ball of fire... He also wanted to scream out, but it seemed that he couldn't. So something.

An instant later, the Jiangnan general couldn't suppress his emotions, so he rode his horse forward, jumped into the Gushui, and followed.

Then at the moment of entering the water, try your best to roar in response.

At least dozens of people turned and moved. Qin Bao even took a few steps forward... but when he remembered the other party's previous words and the eyes that glanced at him when they just looked at each other, he stopped abruptly.

Wang Zhen, on the other hand, suddenly took a deep breath, got on his horse, and rode away.

After a while, more than ten riders followed him.

However, on the evening of that day, when Zhang Xing was staying in the mountains, only Wang Zhen and Xiao Zhou were following him... This was not surprising, because Bai Yousi, who realized what had happened, then led Jin Yi

Xunqi and Fulongwei collectively crossed the Gushui River, but only went upstream. Luo Fang, Zhang Changgong, and Xue Liang were all among them.

Zhang Xing didn't have anything to say to Wang Zhou and others. It wasn't their turn yet. He just ate dry food early and went to bed early.

They said they went to bed early, but only Wang Zhen went to bed earlier. Zhang Xing and Xiao Zhou obviously had their own thoughts and were thinking wildly.

Zhang Xing didn't know what Xiao Zhou was thinking. The latter was just thinking about himself.

For a long time, Zhang Xing has always had a strange request for himself. He said that he only wanted to do his best, but for some reason, after every action, he always fell into moral and rational reflection, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it.

The more he feels that what he has done is not good enough... Even if things are handled beautifully and properly in the eyes of others, he will feel that he is just a tinker, or that he has not done the fairest thing to a certain person.

This sentiment is of course understandable.

Relatively speaking, this world is after all a feudal era and a classical era. Even because of the existence of a transcendent system, the ruling class under this system is even more powerful... and he is from another world after all, at least

There is a generational difference in social thought and cognition.

Therefore, he clearly knows that this world can be better, but at the same time, he also knows better than anyone else how much price and sacrifice must be paid to make this world better.

In comparison, personal efforts and attempts are not worth mentioning.

This kind of awareness, in a more literary way, is called the more you understand, the more painful you become, and the more you know, the more desperate you become.

To put it more simply, it is called being afraid of taking on historical responsibilities and being a bit cowardly.

Because he always felt that he did not have the ability, morality, and perseverance to match the pain and despair.

However, from that day... yes, not today, but from that day when he returned to Wuming Mountain Village and started trying to remove the vines, he realized that his entanglements were ridiculous, or unnecessary.

You are yourself.

Be it Zhang Sanlang or Beidi Zhang Xing, they are all themselves.

Those cowardices, those naughty things, those impulsiveness, those panics, those hesitations, those repeated considerations, those pretentious pretensions, those dodges that go with the flow, those imperfections, they are all the real self.

I am myself, my self in the previous world, my self in this world, a living and imperfect person, not a savior, nor do I hope to become a savior.

But you must do something.

However, what is interesting is that Zhang Xing had his awakening that day, but it was not until now that he could release it and organize and think about it.

Xiao Zhou finally fell asleep. Zhang Xing still had his eyes open. He no longer hesitated, but was waiting for something.

Sure enough, at midnight, when the two moons were almost full and almost intersecting, Zhang Sanlang suddenly heard a strange movement amidst the bursts of cicadas. Then he stood up and walked out. He climbed over a hill and saw

Bai Yousi, with her hair simply tied up, danced her sword under the moonlight.

To be honest, the dance is not pretty, a bit stiff and a bit too sharp.

"Does it look good?" Bai Yousi suddenly stopped and turned to look at each other under the moonlight, the sword shining brightly in her hand.

"It looks good." Zhang Xing said sincerely.

"I thought you would say it was a bit too blunt." Bai Yousi said thoughtfully.

"Everything you dance looks good." Zhang Xing sat down directly on the side of the hillside.

"Have your Rendu and Du meridians been connected at the same time?" Bai Yousi asked under the moonlight, leaning on his sword.

"Yes." Zhang Xingyi said. "I was eager to try it when you asked me to go first, but it suddenly worked."

"I have successfully visualized it." Bai Yousi couldn't help but laugh. "The engraving is successful...it just takes time to form the elixir."

This made Zhang Xing a little embarrassed and surprised... He was not surprised that the other party visualized his small achievements and marked his success, but that the other party had not smiled for a long time.

"You haven't laughed for a long time." Zhang Xing sighed.

"Indeed." Bai Yousi confirmed this statement. "Because there are too many things, and they are all very bad things, visualization has also entered a bottleneck..."

"Are you waiting for that moment during the day?" Zhang Xing asked seriously. "Did you guess what I was going to do?"

"It's not that I guessed it, but I thought of it." Bai Yousi immediately corrected. "But the waiting is real... I'm not sure how you will do it, but I have a lot of confidence in you. Fortunately, you finally did this."

Done."

"How to say?"

"Onlookers know better." Bai Yousi, under the twin moons, tilted his head and leaned on his sword. "The Zhang Sanlang in my eyes was angry at the beginning. He was willing to risk everything to swing a sword, say a word, and scream.

In one breath, you were the real you at that time... However, you always seemed to have some scruples, being timid, covering up and blocking... You were obviously just one person, but you always sought perfection.

You always judge yourself based on human morality, and as a result, you hide your true self, which may have many shortcomings but is enough to save the world.

Zhang Xing, an ordinary man can bring peace to the world with just his anger, and there is no need for a ready-made supreme being to come down to earth to do it."

Zhang Xing was about to speak but stopped.

"I actually don't agree with you becoming a bandit or an imperial prisoner now, otherwise I wouldn't have parted ways with you after crossing the river and preparing to take people back to Dongdu... But I still want to say that if you can't stand up for it today, I will give you a chance.

Use that knife." Bai Yousi continued to speak seriously, but walked forward. "You will eventually become a mediocre person... Did you originally want to try to assassinate someone on the Huaihe River? Or at least kill Xianggong Yu.

, Wang Daiji has a whole family of those people?"

"Yes...but it doesn't matter anymore." Zhang Xing replied calmly. "The atmosphere has reached, it's time to kill this guy to shock the world a little bit."

"It's enough to shock the world." Bai Yousi laughed again.

Zhang Xing remained silent.

This was not because what the other party said was wrong, but because Bai Yousi stopped in front of him, then dropped his sword, sat beside him, and turned to look at him, his eyes so intense that Zhang Sanlang was a little obsessed.

"Just go ahead, I will come find you in the future." Bai Yousi said firmly. "But this is not what I want to talk about today, Zhang Xing. I have been visualizing you for so long, and there is something I have always been curious about..."

"What?"

"I've been visualizing you, but who am I in your eyes?" Female Changjian asked seriously.

"You are my heroine, the heroine who saved me." Zhang Xing looked at the other party and blurted out. "You were the heroine from the moment we met on the river embankment, you are the heroine on the Red Mountain, you are still the same today, and you will be the same for the rest of your life.

She is my heroine!"

With that said, Zhang Xing stepped forward to meet him under the moonlight without hesitation, but the other party took a step ahead of him and pushed him down in the midst of the sound of cicadas.

After this night, Zhang Xing forgot most of the burdens that were tied to his heart, and he walked calmly from then on.

As the saying goes:

Watch the floating horses on the gentle waves, listen to the cicadas in the tall willow trees.

Tomorrow I will find the stone road again, who will be with me when I am drunk?
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