[Kung Fu Panda] On the stupidity of Lord Shen

[When we met again, I just thought it was a kind of gratitude. ——Cang Lang]

The moonlight was cold, and through the sparkling water surface, the shimmering lights with hazy colors were reflected on the wooden boat facing the water.

The wooden boat docked, and not far away was an old boatman talking with a wolf youth.

"Oh, it's too late today, the old man just came back, and he's rushing home for dinner!" After the old boatman tied the rope to the stake, and after making sure the binding was secure, he said guiltily to the young man facing him: " Why don't you hurry up tomorrow, it's really too late today."

The single-eyed wolf youth frowned, his eyes struggled a bit, but after all, it was getting late now, so he finally had to sigh: "Then I'll come back tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry without waiting for the old boatman to reply. shore.

This young man from the wolf tribe is exactly the little wolf named Cang Lang who was rescued by Lord Shen many years ago.

Now that little wolf from back then has grown up, burly, full of strength, exuding youthful vigor all over his body, he has only one purpose for coming this time, and that is to go to Phoenix City and run for the chance to enter the palace.

Phoenix City is a country that advocates martial arts. Every few years, some nobles in Phoenix City will choose their own guards through martial arts competitions among the people.

Of course, Cang Lang didn't go for those names. He had been looking for the child for a long time, but there was no news for many years. Now that he has such an opportunity, and he has some strength, why not use it This time, he won a half-official position in the martial arts competition, so that he has power in his hands, and the brothers can follow along with a decent job, and it is much more convenient to find someone by themselves.

Cang Lang always remembered the situation back then. The child was wearing luxurious clothes and accompanied by guards. He must be the son of a rich and powerful family.

Having made up his mind, Cang Lang and his brothers rushed all night, preparing to go to Phoenix City to try their luck together. Fortunately, there is not only one place for such competitions. In order to increase the chance of being selected, there is a On the way there, Cang Lang and his brothers rushed to different competition locations in separate groups.

When he got up early the next day, the weather was not so good, so Cang Lang took his package and came to the same place as yesterday.

This is just a small place, so there is no big pier at all. If you want to go to the most prosperous place in Phoenix, you can only go to some nearby big wharves when these local fishermen go out to fish. The big city of the marina.

It's a pity that Cang Lang came early, but it was unlucky, I saw the old man from yesterday standing there, seeing Cang Lang coming, he hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said to Cang Lang with a shameful face: " I'm sorry, guest officer, it's windy today, I'm afraid it's a strong wind, it's too dangerous to take a boat, old man... well, guest officer, why don't you come back tomorrow morning?"

The martial arts competition in Phoenix City had already started for a few days, and Cang Lang had been busy on his way recently, and a hint of impatience had appeared on his face, which had not gotten a good rest.

It was dark last night, and the old boatman didn't see Cang Lang's face clearly, but now that he saw it during the day, he was quite frightened by the other party, and he immediately disappeared with a feeling of guilt, replaced by panic, fear He offended the young man in front of him and was punished. At this time, he had already begun to regret what he did last night.

Glancing at the trembling old boatman, Cang Lang was also impatient. He was worried that he would spend too long here and that he would not be able to keep up with Bi (zhao) Wu (qin) in Phoenix City.

"Guest...Guest officer." Sensing the young man in front of him whose face was getting worse and worse, the old boatman finally mustered up the last bit of courage, and said a way: "Although the old man... can't personally see the guest officer, but The old man's boat can be sold to guest officials, anyway, the old man is getting old, so he won't be able to do this job for long."

"Huh?" Cang Lang was still immersed in his irritability for a moment, unable to react, but the old boatman was so frightened that he misunderstood Cang Lang's meaning, and immediately explained in a panic: "Guest officer, don't be angry, this old man will never In other words, if the guest officer doesn't like it, then forget it."

The old boatman has sons under his knees, and his sons and daughters are filial and promising. It's just that he is a restless person, so he has been doing business by the river. Now the old boatman is afraid of offending others, so he gives up his boat. It's a quiet thing, but this boat is new and very strong. I asked relatives to help it a few days ago. I wanted to keep it for the juniors in the future, but now I give it away for nothing. I really don't want to part with it.

Feeling sorry for the new goods he just brought, but also afraid of making the other party unhappy, Cang Lang understood something in the old boatman's anxious and confused sentence, glanced at the wooden boat that was not bad, nodded slightly and said: "I bought it, how much is it." Anyway, it is impossible to come back here when the time comes, so it is convenient to buy it.

Finally, in the panic of the old boatman, Cang Lang bought the small wooden boat. Looking at the darker sky in the distance, Cang Lang squeezed the wooden paddle in his hand, and rowed down hard. The wooden boat slowly left the shore and gradually entered the middle of the river.

When the wooden boat was not far away, some wind blew up on the river, and not long after that, just as the old boatman said, the wind began to blow violently on the river, accompanied by continuous lightning and thunder, and the raindrops as big as beans soon fell down .

Cang Lang's clothes were completely wet, his jet-black hair clung to his skin, the rain was so heavy that he could barely open his eyes, but even in such adversity, Cang Lang didn't have the slightest thought of returning, When it was big, he tried his best to control the direction of the wooden boat and slowed down as much as possible in order to move forward smoothly. When the rain was small, he hurriedly paddled the wooden paddle, hoping to make up for the slow travel before.

The night was getting darker, and the heavy rain had finally subsided a little. The river wind blew through the cold and wet hair with a trace of coolness. After a day of wind and rain, Cang Lang's face was somewhat pale, but The good physique he possesses from practicing martial arts all the year round makes him look energetic.

After disembarking, Cang Lang went to a nearby hotel and inquired about some news. It is said that the rain will not stop for a few days. Many boat operators at the pier have stopped seeing off passengers for safety, or temporarily closed their businesses, or Just a small business fishing nearby.

Cang Lang wasn't too disappointed, he was more or less prepared for the news, and he couldn't help but rejoice at his decision to buy that wooden boat, otherwise he might really be late to go to Phoenix (Xiang) Phoenix (Qin) City, want to come , Most of his brothers were probably also trapped at the pier.

Weighing the pros and cons, calculating the time until the rain passed, and the time it would take him to paddle to Phoenix City, Cang Lang finally decided to hold the paddle tightly in his hand and set foot on the small wooden boat again.

After several days of wind and rain, the palaces and buildings in Phoenix City finally slowly appeared in Cang Lang's sight.

Afterwards, everything went smoothly, as if the previous storm was the final test. After verifying his identity and obtaining the competition permit, Cang Lang won the No.1 in the competition field where he was in one fell swoop, and successfully obtained a chance to enter the palace. Chance.

After a series of rigorous investigations, it was confirmed that there was no doubt about Cang Lang's identity, and finally a summons came from the palace.

Naturally, apart from Cang Lang, several other warriors who had achieved outstanding results in different competitions were also summoned into the palace. The first batch of the best warriors would naturally be selected by the royal family first, and the rest After that, it was the turn of other families.

Everyone gathered in one room, because most of them were born in martial arts, and they didn't care much. Seeing that the important figures in the palace hadn't arrived, they all chatted in private to pass the time. Cang Lang glanced left and right, but Qiaoer, unexpectedly Really saw a few of his own brothers, thinking that his own things had also entered the palace, Cang Lang was overjoyed, and immediately walked over excitedly, and the few of them immediately got together and chatted together.

"Cough cough." A light cough suddenly sounded, interrupting everyone's gossip.

In the silence, accompanied by a scent of medicinal herbs that seems to be absent, the man dressed in white, wearing a touch of bewitching vermilion, slowly stepped into the eyes of everyone, his delicate face was cold and sickly pale , squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a little displeasure: "Why don't you kneel down!"

For a moment, the moment the white feather boy opened his mouth, Cang Lang only felt that the blood in his whole body was about to boil, and there was nothing else in his mind except the other person's face.

Everyone knelt down one after another, leaving only Cang Lang standing there stupidly.

"Finally...found it." Cang Lang stiffened, not knowing what to say, his chaotic thoughts overwhelmed him, and he muttered to himself, obviously losing his composure, but luckily his brother at the side quickly pulled him away. As soon as he touched him, he finally came to his senses. Seeing a trace of impatience in the young man's eyes, he immediately lowered his head and knelt on the ground in fear, hoping that the man in front of him would not despise him.

"Cough." The boy's body is still the same as when we first met him. He is not in a very good condition. He resisted the uncomfortable feeling in his throat, but there was still a slight cough from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously weak, but he refused to sit down. On the side, he waved away the maid who wanted to step forward to help him.

Cang Lang raised his head slightly, and peeked at the young man not far away. In addition to a touch of distress, there was surprise and surprise in his eyes. He couldn't believe that the person he was looking for was in such a special situation today. If we meet next time, he will never admit his mistake. He will always remember the breath of that child back then.

It's just that this benefactor who has been thinking about him for many years probably doesn't remember himself. Cang Lang felt a little uncomfortable, but quickly suppressed this emotion.After many years, Cang Lang never forgot the hope that the other party gave him at the beginning, and even as time passed, the desire to see the other side became stronger and stronger, and now his wish was finally fulfilled, he just I hope that I can always follow the young man, so as to repay the other party's kindness, even if the other party does not remember...it doesn't matter.

After a moment of silence, the white-feathered boy glanced at everyone roughly, and said in a slightly hoarse cold voice, "Fight me now, and the one who can stand at the end is my Prince Shen's." Guard leader."