It was only after Meng Changsheng rescued the two that he learned that the outside world had undergone sudden changes, and the dynasty of the Han people had been overthrown by the Jurchen.
It was precisely because of this that he accepted Wu Feiyan and Lin Zhulu as disciples, passed on their skills, and let them continue to fight against the Qing Dynasty.
As for himself, he still couldn’t give up his wish of longevity and continued to stay in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to practice hard.
At this time, Wu Feiyan’s thoughts flew to 1662 again.
That’s right, she still only thought of joining her senior brother Lin Zhulu in dedicating herself to the anti-Qing cause and dying.
They assassinated Wu Sangui together, but they never thought that Wu Sangui also attracted many capable people and strangers, and the assassination failed. Almost all the righteous men who participated in the operation with them died in battle, but she and her senior brother fought to the death to make a bloody way.
After the failure of the operation, both of them were very depressed, and at that time, Nanming was almost destroyed, and the mainland had no main force to resist the Qing Dynasty, so Lin Zhulu proposed to her that the two of them go to Taiwan to seek refuge with Zheng Chenggong, the surname of the country, hoping to follow The surname of the country, continue to resist the ambition of the Qing Dynasty.
The two struggled to escape from the siege of the Qing army in southern Yunnan. It was a pity that God failed to fulfill their wishes. Before they had completed half the journey, the news of Guo Xingye’s sudden death spread back to the mainland.
At that time, the Qing court could not wait for the whole country to celebrate.
And she and Lin Zhulu were also disheartened at that moment.
The two knew that their strength was limited and they couldn’t do anything with their arms. In addition, the Qing army wanted them everywhere. In desperation, the two had no choice but to return to Shiwan Dashan and seek refuge with Meng Changsheng again.
But who would have thought that Meng Changsheng had reached his end at that time.
Thinking of this, Wu Feiyan fast-forwarded again, and came to the spring of 1663.
The scene from that year resurfaced in her mind again.
She and her senior brother were meditating, and Meng Changsheng, whose eyebrows and beard were already snow-white, came to them with a hunched figure, and said calmly, “Zhulu, Feiyan, you two come in with me.”
The two just felt that today’s master was extremely tired, but they didn’t notice anything wrong.
So, the two followed Meng Changsheng to his stone room.
Meng Changsheng pointed to the two futons in front of him, and said to them, “Sit down!”
Seeing this, the two of them respectfully crossed their legs in front of him.
Only then did Meng Changsheng say, “Although the fate between me and you is shallow, after all, we are masters and apprentices. You also have the great cause of resisting the Qing Dynasty in your heart. You are both teachers and Han people. I also hope that you can continue this great cause and recover as soon as possible.” Han people Jiangshan…”