Dong Hai

However, Bingyi saw that the jade disc was made of a special material, similar to the Heshi Bi, and could be used to suppress and contain divinity. It was a material sufficient to break the Water God's seal, so he forcibly blocked the way. First, he sent his subordinates to stir up wind and rain on the Yellow River, and then he sent two jiaolong to kill the scholar.

Jiaolong, good heavens!

How much trouble would it be to kill a weak scholar?

Wasn't it just a piece of cake?

As a result, the scholar 'held jade disc in his left hand and wielded a sword in his right, killing both jiaolong'.

Incredibly fierce.

Finally, he disdainfully threw the jade disc to He Bo, as if he were giving alms.

He Bo was so angry that he went berserk and threw it back. As a result, the scholar sneered three times, directly smashed the thing to pieces, and left with a flick of his sleeve, meaning that the jade disc was dirty, and he didn't want it.

Bingyi was dumbfounded.

When it comes to the skill of being sarcastic, you still have to rely on scholars.

How many years had it been since He Bo had seen someone so ruthless?

Which of Gonggong's subordinates had a good temper?

In the end, he angrily found the scholar's teacher, determined to kill the scholar's teacher.

And then, then there was no then.

At that time, Bingyi was half-dead and dragged back to heal his wounds. When Fang Feng asked, he learned that this guy had not been able to deceive the scholar's teacher at all, and had exposed that he had originally planned to rob, but in the end, he had not been able to rob, nor had he been able to win the fight, and he had not even been able to win the argument.

Because this scholar who directly killed the jiaolong with his sword, kicked over the Yellow River God's subordinate deity, and was first-rate in sarcasm, and was incredibly fierce, was named Tantai Mieming, also known as Ziyu, and he had a very reasonable teacher named Confucius.

And a scholar as fierce as Tantai Mieming.

There were seventy-one of them.

When the furious Bingyi planned to kill Confucius, kicked open the door, and shouted, "Which one of you is called Confucius? Stand out and die!"

The sound of chanting in the house stopped abruptly.

Then, burly men holding bamboo slips slowly turned around and stared at him gloomily.

A man named Zilu silently drew a sword from the bamboo slips.

After thinking about it, he put the sword down, picked up a large axe from the side, and weighed it.

His eyes were deep, and he sneered.

In the silence, the most majestic man stopped playing the qin and said with a smile:

"Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar…"

With a creak, the wooden door slowly closed.

One by one, the scholars stood up. The muscular bodies cast a heavy shadow on He Bo's face. Silently, Bingyi's vision changed from overlooking to looking straight ahead, and finally, his vision slowly rose, seeing that the tallest one directly blocked the sun. The corners of Bingyi's mouth twitched—

You call this…

A scholar?

………………

Recovering from the tragic memories that he was unwilling to recall, He Bo Bingyi was silent for a while. Past experiences had taught him the two methods of communication: persuading people with reason and persuading people with reason. Xiangliu was the new generation of victims. Perhaps this was the so-called inheritance that those scholars spoke of, never dying out from generation to generation... Bingyi suppressed the distracting thoughts, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and said:

"By the way, when I went to get the pickled vegetable jar, I found a letter. It seems that a monk who was staying with you has left."

Fang Feng was slightly stunned.

Bingyi said, "It seems that he went to find a museum, saying that he was going to find some answers."

Fang Feng slowly muttered to himself, "Museum?"

"Wei Yuan…?"

ps: Today's second update..., three thousand two hundred words. I'll take it easy for a while.

There should be a third update today... maybe a little shorter in length.

There is a legend that He Bo presented the Hetu Luoshu to Dayu, but it was not He Bo in the classics, it was just later attached to Bingyi.

"When Yao was in power, Yu observed the river, and there was a tall man with a white face and a fish body, who came out and said: I am the spirit of the river. He called to Yu, saying: Wen Ming governs the water. After speaking, he gave Yu the Hetu, and spoke of the affairs of water management... The Luoshu Turtle Script is the Hong Fan."