Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 132: To travel the world, you must first distinguish between east, west, south and north.
The war at the border was urgent, the situation in the martial arts world was turbulent, passers-by on the road were in a hurry, the number of merchants entering and leaving the border was gradually decreasing, and even ordinary people on the street noticed the uncertainty during this period.
Anyone can see that this is not a peaceful time, and this year will probably not be a peaceful year either.
But at this moment, the person who usually loves to stir up trouble the most is rushing towards the mountain gate which usually doesn't care about worldly affairs.
The person who likes to stir up trouble the most is naturally Li Si, and the mountain gate that least likes to interfere in worldly affairs is called Cangjian Valley.
If you ask why Li Si went to Cangjian Valley first instead of Jindao Gate, the answer is simple, because Cangjian Valley is closer to Shaolin.
If you ask why Cangjian Valley is the most indifferent to worldly affairs, it is because they have always been living deep in the mountains and valleys, almost isolated from the world. They only know how to forge swords on weekdays, and are even more reclusive than the monks in Shaolin.
Therefore, apart from their swords, people in the martial arts world always know very little about them.
This makes Cangjian Valley usually give people a very mysterious feeling, and most of the rumors about them in the world are vague, and few are detailed.
Fortunately, Li Si has a friend in Cangjian Valley, so Cangjian Valley should not reject him.
What's even more fortunate is that this friend is the person he is looking for this time, so he should not return empty-handed.
That’s right, Gong Buqi is Li Si’s friend.
This is also the reason why Li Si put him on the list as soon as he thought of looking for someone to help.
To be honest, being friends with this thief does involve certain risks.
As for why Gong Buqi became friends with Li Si, it has to start with a story from their early years.
Don't worry, this story is short and ordinary, and it won't take too much time to tell it.
Those were the first few years when the little thief entered the underworld:
The sky is our blanket, the earth is our mat, we eat in the wind and sleep in the dew, and the moon is our light.
The moon is bright but cannot shine on the ditches, and the ditches are blocked and there is no home.
The little thief had nowhere to go, so he went through the deep mountains and ancient forests.
Behind the ancient forest, the mountains are endless, and long ravines block the road, making it difficult to travel.
Suddenly I heard a loud tinnitus in the mountains, so I followed the sound to find out what was going on.
The huge sound finally reached the bottom of the valley, where the rocks were as golden as gold.
There was a hermit standing alone in front of him, nine feet tall and with a beard.
Seeing the little thief, the mountain man shouted, "Hey, where are you going, little thief?"
The little thief was not afraid of the roar, and shouted back: "Hey, I'm going south!"
The mountain man was stunned for a moment by the roar of righteousness, and then he shouted again: "Where is Nan?"
The thief pointed at something, but he couldn't tell what it was, so he stopped and shouted, "What the hell are you talking about!"
The two looked at each other for a while, and then for some reason, they both laughed out loud.
The mountain man thought the thief was interesting, and the thief thought the mountain man was stupid.
After laughing, both of them fell silent again.
The mountain man continued to strike the metal and stone in front of him, using the hammer in his hand, which was as tall as a person, to shake the valley.
The little thief was bored, so he sat behind the mountain man and watched him hit the stones.
When the sun set, the mountain man stopped. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked the thief behind him calmly.
"Thief, do you have nowhere to go?"
The thief looked at him for a moment, then sat cross-legged on a boulder and replied with a smile.
"Don't be so harsh, I just don't know where to go."
"Then there is nowhere to go." The mountain man wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the hammer in his hand, turned around and looked at the thief, and also sat cross-legged on the ground.
Naturally, the thief was dissatisfied with the mountain man's words, and he raised his eyes and looked at the mountain man for a while.
For a long time, both of them were silent.
Finally the thief was defeated and reluctantly looked away and said.
"Well, I really have nowhere to go."
"Then you can stay here first." The mountain man said, leaning against the rock behind him.
"What are you doing here?" the thief asked in confusion.
"Watch me smash the rocks." The mountain man closed his eyes and gave an answer that seemed a little funny to ordinary people.
But the little thief glanced at him sideways, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement.
"Okay, that seems to be a good idea."
From then on, rain or shine, the thief would sit in the valley and watch the mountain man smashing stones.
No matter the wind or rain, the mountain man will stand there and hammer the stone again and again.
Occasionally they would chat a word or two, but most of the time they were silent to each other.
Sometimes when the rain was too heavy, the little thief would go to the valley to pick two banana leaves and sit on the cliff to shelter the mountain people from the rain.
Sometimes when the thief fell asleep, the mountain man would stop hammering and wait until the thief woke up before continuing to hammer again.
Until one day five months later, the thief suddenly said to the mountain man.
"I'm leaving now."
"Where are you going?" asked the mountain man.
"South." The thief replied.
"Where is the south?" the mountain man asked again.
"I don't know." The thief answered again.
"Ha." The mountain man laughed.
"Hahahaha." The little thief also laughed.
"Can I come again in the future?" This time it was the thief's turn to ask.
"Okay." The mountain man nodded: "Come if you want."
"Yeah." The thief responded, turned around, jumped, and flew towards the valley.
"Hey!" From afar, he heard the mountain people shouting in the valley: "Where are you going, little thief!"
"Go south!" The little thief answered loudly with a smile in mid-air.
As the voice faded away, his figure also drifted away.
After that, every two or three years, he would go to the valley with some wine and food.
The mountain man had no dietary restrictions. He would eat anything the thief brought, and he would finish .
The mountain man was Gong Bushi, and the little thief was Li Si.
Now that I think about it, they have known each other for many years.
Over the years, the mountain man has not changed , still looks like a savage with unkempt hair and dirty face. Li Si has changed a lot, from a petty thief to a famous bandit.
Once, Gong Buqi saw the jade pendant with the word "dao" written on it around his waist, and asked him, what is your current status in the underworld.
Li Si was picking his fingers . When he heard Gong Buqi's words, he shook his head smugly and said.
"The Holy Thief."
Gong Buqi nodded, but did not express any opinion on Li Si's reputation, he just said.
"As your reputation grows, you will have more enemies, thief. If someone bullies you in the future, come find me and I will help you beat him up."
To be honest, with that big hammer in his hand, there is probably nothing he can't hammer down.
But after hearing this, Li Si still laughed.
"Hahaha, don't worry, I've always been the one bullying others, no one can bully me."
After all, he is still a great thief, isn't he?
