Mindfulness Belief

Chapter Six-Everything has a source

"Wait. Save him for life."

Controlled like the owner of a hammer, the hammer diverged in the air.

In the end, it smashed to one side, leaving a big hole in the mud, showing the great deterrence.

"Get up," the young master said impatiently with a foot on Akulia's hand, "get up quickly and don't pretend to be dead."

With the strength just now, one of his arms was confirmed to be broken, and he knew that he was bloody and bruised inside without having to look at it.

"Looking at your sword playing well, eight people just can't match you. I practice sword practice with me." said the person called the young master.

Life is a matter of life, killing, arson, and leisure time to practice swords. What kind of psychological quality is this?

With a smile on his face, nothing happened.

"It looks like you've been watching the battle on the mountain." Akulia had a murderous look.

"Uncle San, is this young man really that difficult to deal with?" The person called the young master did not respond to his question directly, but asked the uncle who taught him how to use the sword.

"That's right! This kid should not be underestimated. He has an extraordinary talent for practicing swords. He is much more sophisticated than we thought. It seems that he has his own style of play."

"Hey, it's exhausting me." The companion next to him echoed.

"Yes."

"Don't be careless!"

"In this case, you let me, let me give you a hand, as a price you win me, I will let you fulfill your wish, lead the child back, and be a hero."

In fact, Akulia is more accustomed to using two-handed swords, and took up this challenge, "Come on!"

He had just died once, and broke through the ghost gate.

Life and death are prematurely bearish, can anything else interfere with my thinking? At this time, the thinking is extremely calm and clear.

Although only one hand can use the sword, it is enough, and the physical strength is for Akulia. The more you fight, the more courage you are, and your body will not be out of breath due to discomfort. On the contrary, under certain conditions, the more the blood circulation of the body is stimulated, the faster the reaction during this period.

He took off the only remaining clothes on his body, leaving a vest inside, which made his body lighter.

"Be honest with each other." Seeing the bleeding blood on your shoulders, just wrap them in clothes. By focusing on the battle, every scratch will be the most direct and warn yourself not to slander.

"Please advise." The young master looked enjoyable, his eyes full of humor.

The duel between the men will begin immediately.

What the two swordsmen pointed out was faster than expected and merged into the battle. An arc-shaped thunder-style s***h, hitting the blade with every move, producing a sound of clanging collision.

Countless body techniques such as turning, jumping and spinning are shown step by step, both of which are body techniques in martial arts, and the two are on par.

The young master's subordinates didn't stop him, they seemed to believe that the young master had this ability, and the trick to cover up the trump card hadn't been revealed yet.

In martial arts, the body method plays a huge role, coupled with the sword skill is extremely powerful.

Slashing is the weight pressure from top to bottom, at this time the take-off can double the weight. For example, the turning knives that drive the inertia of the two arms of the body are all Akulia's skills.

With these two tricks, it seemed as if they were caught by hand, and slowly realized that the person called the young master was crushed.

Even though he tried his best, but the young man in the fight seemed to have encountered a shield, and he would hit you if he approached hard, telling him instinctively that it was dangerous.

Akulia only has a sword in his hand, and the other arm cannot move, but at this time it seems to have evolved another hand, which is swaying wisely, invisible to the naked eye, but as long as it is driven by body skills, the sword skills are extremely strong. The strength.

Soon the situation got worse, and the young leader was a bit inferior, but the people next to him also praised the great progress.

"The situation has been reversed." With a knife on her neck, Akulia had already planned the hijacking action, threatening to open the way with the life of their young master.

"otherwise."

Akulia's pores were tense, her hair was erected all over, and she felt a cold sweat. She quickly threw her sword away and stepped back.

The murderous aura that hadn't been seen for a long time came back. The young master lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at him. The knife in the water seemed to be infused with energy, and the purple aura was full of energy.

Next, Akulia was surprised that every cut, the knife hit hard.

Although the speed of each sword does not increase, it may even be noticed that it seems to be half a beat slower, but it cannot be inserted.

Why? The weight of each knife is five or six times the original weight. At least for this feeling, the sound becomes louder and louder, and the blade will be shattered if it is hit like this.

The murderous instinct came back, just like being attached to this person again. There is a switch. When the switch is turned on, the swordsmanship is still the original swordsmanship, but the sword seems to be strengthened.

One sword, two swords, Akulia can hold it, but slowly he can't adapt, sometimes it takes a lot of effort to get rid of it.

Re-adjusted the posture, and as a result, this was the reason why the sword was slow but there was no chance to attack.

In addition, the opponent used a long-handled knife, which looked like a sword, and was sharp and sharp. Now the young master took the lead.

"What's the thing?" Akulia guessed what novel vocabulary he was talking about. This guy's arm strength shouldn't be so big, but the sword unblocked its doubled weight.

After dozens of rounds, in a non-stop defense, you will lose if you don't.

Those few times were even closer to the point, but fortunately, the sword was used to block it.

But the powerful impact just pushed himself far. Soon the body couldn't bear it and fell over.

This was the first time Akulia felt exhausted in a long time. Her body had never been developed in this way before, and finally closed her eyes and consciousness gradually passed away.

When the fatigue comes, it will soften quickly.

The blond woman with braids behind asked the young master's opinion: "Do you want to get rid of him?"

The handsome young master looked at the fallen young man and the other side of the drifting mountain, and said with relief, "Don't forget what we are here for, I will not kill people who have no grievances and no enemies."

"This person is a member who has dedicated his life to the evil party feathers. If you don't get rid of it at this time, you will undoubtedly let the tiger go back to the mountain."

The young master's face changed a little, but he insisted: "Not necessarily. Another is that he is brave by nature, but I found him fighting alone on the mountain, even if he knew that there was no possibility, he still did it. This is the case. It is not caused by the cunning nature of ordinary people. Yin and Yang coexist and restrain each other, and the evil environment cannot accommodate the good. As you walk and see, these two substances can awaken people like repelling."

After listening to the young master's words, the woman felt reasonable again, but she still wanted to refute a few words, but she just didn't agree with it in her heart.

A group of people left. This disaster has affected dozens of people in the village, their finances have been emptied, and their houses have been burned.

Let the scarce food become scarce again.

After the heavy rain, the sky was getting brighter.

Braving the wind and rain, a group of people moved slowly under the clouds. Taking a closer look, women and children were rummaging through the remaining items in the house.

Akulia woke up as promised and looked around cautiously. There are so many women and children in the house. They are not human traffickers?

Thunder rumbling in the sky, the only building in the surrounding area that has not been burnt down.

Children and women outside are still rummaging for leftover food, and they are slightly satisfied.

"This is actually a bandit who helps abide by morality!" Akulia realized that he was not dead.

And a familiar little girl followed a woman, who he knew. Once invited Akulia to her house for dinner.

Fortunately, the child was saved. What I can't figure out right now is why I saved my life after losing?

"Gongong, Gongong!" The little girl in the distance yelled while holding the woman's hand.

In order not to let En Gong get caught in the rain, the two called to talk in the room. Dare to love that an acquaintance bandaged the wound, and the little girl looked happy when she saw that her savior was okay.

"What are your plans right now?"

"The crops in the south are abundant, and I plan to go there and beg while walking." The woman explained that she had a good relationship with that family. She had received a lot of help from others on weekdays. If her family is gone, she will not be ignored.

The north is bordered by foreign enemies all the year round, and the rations needed by the soldiers are in short supply from the peasants, and the soldiers have to eat meat. It really suffers these peasants who have just gained land.

"Do you have any money?"

"No, some of the copper characters only hidden in the family property were not found after the fire." The more the women talked, the more aggrieved, and the appearance of her early thirties became a bit more vicissitudes of life.

Akulia asked: "Please tell me the truth in detail, please?" I wanted to inquire about the situation around here a long time ago. When I first met here, people always felt that these people were very good to the soldiers, but they did. This kind of unspeakable emotions such as insincere, helplessness, alertness, and not being sincere.

Akulia stayed in the military academy for three years, and when she returned to the outside world for the first time, she was already out of touch with society.

"Yeah." The woman said about the cause.

It's about the cause of the young master's coming to revenge. This matter is indeed ours, and the women are ashamed.

The young master had arranged for him to take over the place in the family when he was still a teenager.

There are many servants in his family. They do business and teach at home, which is nothing. The most fundamental thing is that their family is a family of landlords. There is a large land, which is like a treasure in the age of starvation in troubled times.

In the county seat, there is a backyard that is several times the size of ordinary people, and it protects many floors of buildings like a parcel. It is the tallest and magnificent building in town. That is his house.

The land of his family is in eight of the ten nearby villages. Villagers in eight villages rent their land and pay them some rent every year.

A revolution just three years ago turned everything upside down.

In some local uprisings, grassroots leaders formed a rebel army against the nobles, and incidents were triggered by some nobles' arrogant ignorance of human relations constraints.

This established grassroots team attracted many poor people to participate, and they took up arms one after another. Since then, the aristocratic society was overthrown and the dynasty changed, without the absolute jurisdiction of the king.

"I've heard of this." Akulia has also announced in the military.

The leader felt that the relationship between the landlord and the peasants inhibited the development of the peasants, or that the land was taxed twice, so he initiated the second reform and overthrew the big landlords.

Some landlords were pushed to Xingtai one after another, saying that they were corrupt, occupying state property, and plundering people's wealth. Even if his wealthy relatives have nothing, they must clarify the relationship, otherwise it is the process of going to Xingtai to eradicate.

A lot of hooligans and bandits were mixed in that day, and they followed up and led the nearby farmers to become guilty and want to get a share of the pie. This tragedy happened, and farmers signed a declaration of support, and under great temptation they could get land for distribution.

This kind of thing is said to happen in neighboring towns, and it is also rumored that someone has been skinned. Not guilty, but because there is too much wealth, and the country does distribute the land to the people. However, all the property of the landlord’s family was confiscated, and the money was not distributed to the peasants.

The young master is the direct blood relative of the elder in the town.

The reason why I was able to survive was also because I promised to draw a clear line with my grandfather to survive, but the older generations were out of luck.

That revolution destroyed the Xianjia. Seventeen people died and some were disabled. Some people who don't know, who don't look like military hooligans, are torturing people on the stage, and there are even children underneath, regardless of them.

It was because of everyone's interests that everyone present did not oppose or refuse, and silently supported and waited for benefits.

With the help of the flames, the kid is here to take revenge.

Someone saw that the other six villages were retaliated overnight. Needless to say, the remaining village was also destroyed last night.

After listening to this, Akulia fell silent and didn't want to speak.

I can't help but feel sorry for these people, and I can't help but hate it. No one can stop this happening. As long as someone refuses, it is not the result. They are pushing the crowd, and finally they are retaliated and pitted themselves.

However, Akulia absolutely disagrees with the act of killing without blinking. Although he has a little code of conduct and left women and children, his sins cannot be forgiven.

Then I thought about how cunning he was, and he used the same means as an invisible cloak to steal money from himself, in an unknown way.

"This prince and her husband really misunderstood him. His methods were so vicious. The traditional aristocratic way of maintaining the employment relationship for thousands of years was disrupted by this person, nominally for the national interest and the people, but killed so many. For the big landlord, the last volume of wealth fell to his account."

"Soldiers shouldn't say these things. If you say these things, you will lose your head." The young woman hurriedly covered her mouth, motioned not to speak, and whispered in a low voice, "Under the dictatorship of the prince and the dictator, the people below dare not be unwilling. As long as there is a strange heart, it will definitely die, and it will involve the Nine Clan."

"what!"

The young woman explained that not only did she have a portrait of the prince and her husband hung in her own house, she had it from house to house, and she would burn incense in the morning and evening, and also read his books.

Some people had their heads cut off and hung their homes because they said they were engaging in personality cult.

Akulia thought that this person was so perverted. He didn’t do well and didn’t let people say. He said he wanted to maintain what kind of work commentary, and embark on a path of enrichment and fairness. There are all signs that he wants to brag to the top and does not need outsiders. In order to maintain rights. Maintain status with terror, dictatorship, and incitement.

The young woman was embarrassed, and she repeatedly confirmed that no one was around and told the young man: "I really regretted it at the beginning. Not only was the rent not reduced because of the second land tax, but these rents and sales were heavily overwhelmed on us. Moreover, the war in the north was overwhelmed for years. , We need to provide food for the soldiers. Many chickens, ducks and poultry have been captured. There is a special regulation that the state gave you land. We have nothing to gain except for the huge land that can be resold and the land that is difficult to bear."

And these lands are once again handed over to the power of the dictator and the capable, and the cycle goes back and forth.

After understanding the situation, Akulia probably thought of his hometown, and he planned to go home and have a look without delay.

Before leaving, watching the child stare pitifully at the roast chicken in her belly, Akulia grabbed a piece of chicken leg for her.

Seeing her expectant eyes, Akulia gave the rest of the meat to both of them.

Before parting, I gave some money to the women on the migration road, hoping to lead the children to the south.

Not much money is distributed to everyone, but it should be enough to be frugal.

Touched his pocket, he knew that he couldn't give them all of the remaining money.

The women were grateful, and tears were left in their eyes.

Akulia asked them if anyone wanted to go on horseback with her, so she could help them along the way. They declined, saying that there are relatives in that place or they should not lose contact with everyone.

The horses tied outside the door, he also knew what kind of people they were helping. Fortunately, first Yu Yu and their grievances are clear, but the more this kind of person is, the more difficult it is to distinguish. He is speechless. The country has created these unsolvable sufferings, and finally returned to the people.

No one who suffers is innocent. Stand up against him and make a difference. Stop being silent, this is what Akulia wanted to say. But ordinary people can't do it. They are stuck in the quagmire, don't help each other, always pray for an outsider to rescue, and be a coward who compliments the hero and does not want to pay. They are always trapped in their own small lives, with the excuse that they are struggling to live a better life, scornful of national affairs, and they have chosen to be blind who are not blind, but they also choose to be blind people who look at everything coldly, and cause misery for their children and grandchildren. .

The long road is long, with swallows and birds.

The weather has been bad for the past few days, with heavy rain and muddy roads, especially the mountain trails. It has been like this for three consecutive days.

What I saw on the road to Akulia, including the village where he dismounted, was famine all the time. People are begging, and there are many skinny and skinny people on the side of the road.

Akulia couldn't bear to look straight, but he also tried his best to give a piece or two of bread to relieve his urgent need. After all, I have to hurry, and I don’t know if the situation in my hometown is optimistic.

Even if there is a robbery in the town, it is normal. Everything is too dangerous to be handled by yourself.

A few days later, Akulia walked to a bakery. The owner saw that Akulia was dressed in military uniforms and neatly dressed shirts. Let him in.

The special meal here is the bread coated with sauce, which is not very sweet, but it is indescribable and has a sour taste.

While stuffing the bag with food, a lot of bread stuffed it, this is the prepared dry food.

Turning on the map again, he was very happy, because he finally came to a relatively close town near Akanea. And here is a mountain forest near the clean lake. There are probably only a few households in this village.

After finishing eating, Akulia put on the sword and planned to go out.

The owner reminded: "Hey! Young man must pay attention, some uninvited guests have been staring at you for a long time."

Outdoors, a homeless man sits leaning against a cut tree. His eyes were staring at the bread in his bag, and the owner was forbidden to enter because he had no money.

"These poor beggars are very vigilant, who knows what they can do when they reach their limit."

Seeking wealth and danger, evil grows on the side of the courage.

"I see, do I want to give him some food? How hungry do you think he is?" It's scary to see the tramp.

"Yes," the shopkeeper reminded again, "but you will run into a lot of this kind of people, anyway, I always deal with them."

When going out, the tramp received the thick bread in his hand with an unbelievable look, and immediately reacted to gnawing.

One by one, if you keep handing him bread, he may eat to death until he is full, just like a starving ghost.

How pitiful! Akulia could afford some bread, so she asked some questions about the situation and where she was from.

Seeing that the tramp was crazy, he didn't answer, he spit out a few words unconsciously: "Catch children, eat dead people..."

Akulia was intimidated by the saying, and he was extremely frightened when he thought about it. It was all about it, and she looked at the shopkeeper with a surprised look: "Is he right?"

Seeing that he had food, the shopkeeper took a pot of photos and tied it on his face, and beat the homeless man away.

"This kind of person is to be treated like this and cannot be kind to him. As for whether what he said is true, let's not overdo it. After all, it won't happen to us. Just take care of yourself." The owner is strong and tanned. The muscles feel very fierce.

Akulia didn't know what to say when faced with this situation: "How is it? If everyone can be impassioned, none of these things will happen."

"Youth, you are too naive! You don't know, I have heard of such a thing circulating in a vague village that I cooked and ate my three-year-old child. The people on the side of the road fell down as soon as he pushed him. Fill your stomach with dead bodies. Exterminate humanity, I dare not give alms to such a group of people."

Akulia was like eating moldy food. This topic made him too nauseous.

The young people rode on horseback, rushing more while the weather is good.

But his face was dull; lifeless.

No matter what the road conditions on the road, you can't see it as if lost. How come people are like this? In the beginning and end of the famine, the sufferings caused by people finally returned to themselves.

Akulia hasn't slept all night in the past few days, and he really can't sleep. He feels that he is struggling every day and his body is almost unable to support it. Although tired, no one is worth talking about.

Finally, the next day I came to Yuntai, a town near Akanea, where there are more business people, and they can all eat.

After inquiring from the inn, there is nothing wrong with my hometown, which is pretty good news. However, people still starved to death in the nearby villages, and there are begging teams, all over the rows, going from house to house, begging for a little charity.

When it was still dawn, Akulia set off, and it won't take long to get home today.

Riding a horse, he would still let the horse rest overnight, otherwise the next day it would really become a runaway horse.

It was another rainy day, and it was really inconvenient to walk these few days. Two thick dark circles were added to my face.

It really doesn't look good to leave on the face of a very handsome young man.

Even though the muddy water is slippery, you have to go.

Later, the day got brighter and brighter, and even Akulia chose to squint for a while on the avenue, and leaned her predecessor on horseback.

He didn't wake up when he fell asleep, but his consciousness broke free, and he was almost reaching the limit, but he knew it was not time to sleep.

The muddy road was very bumpy, but at this time it seemed to have no feeling, and my mind was getting more and more annoying.

Finally, there was a dragon temple in front of him, and he knew that it meant that he was close to home.

One by one up and down the stairs, he could feel the peculiar mood. The mood is also up and down.

Above the firmament of the Dragon Temple, I saw a light in a trance, a golden glow shining down, but there was no drop of water falling down, I don't know if I was dazzled.

There was still rain outside, which formed a sharp contrast with the surroundings.

The horse tried his best to climb up, fell from the horse's back, and lay flat on the ground.

Enjoying the golden light isolated from the world, the golden sunshine pouring warmly, seems to have become the only comfort in the world.

Squinting, without any extra thoughts, if you sleep here, maybe you will sleep late. Sleep for a day, but also as usual.

"After all, I have worked so hard."

On this day approaching noon, a woman dressed in a purple brocade dress went up to the Dragon Temple with an umbrella and offered incense.

In the wind and rain, I saw a man lying flat on the ground under the heavy rain. From a distance, he looked like a soldier with blond hair, exceptionally shiny, and handsome face. My heart is so familiar.

Until the attention is clear, the most clear feeling of the body and mind fills the body and mind, the woman is limp, tears flowed naturally from the eyes, and the tears continued to flow.