Fan Li was pulling the cart,
in the cart sat Chen Daole's mother and sword maid,
Chen Daole was walking beside him with his book boy.
Besides, there is a man selling candied haws on a straw stick.
Jian Maid likes to eat candied haws, but if she buys too much candied haws at once, it loses its taste;
So, Fan Li tied up a middle-aged man who specialized in selling candied haws. Following everyone on the road, the sword maid wanted to eat, so she took out the copper coins and bought a bunch from the man.
Chen Daole’s book boy would also come over from time to time and spend money to buy a bunch of them to satisfy his craving.
Fan Li's car was pulled very steadily. Chen Daole's mother, Sun, was lying on the quilt and fell asleep.
The sword maid was a little bored. She was eating the candied haws in one hand and stroking the sword that Zhang Yiqing had given to Chen Daole.
p>Ask:
"Some officials think you are not doing anything, but you want to follow us to Xue Customs. What do you want?"
Chen Daole is not restrained. In fact, , he was a prisoner like the middle-aged man selling candied haws, but he still smiled and replied: "Staying in Yingdu, I can only be a clerk and do some complicated copying and writing work. It's a matter of fact, so I think that if I follow you on the road, I won't be able to achieve greater success.
Besides, you are Mr. Hirano's people. If I follow you back, I will take advantage of you. "
"Hey, it's interesting." The sword maid spit out the fruit core, licked her lips and said, "You are so vulgar."
"Where is the vulgarity?" /p>
“I can’t tell, it’s just vulgar anyway.”
“Is it because I’m from Jin?”
“That’s right.”
"People, after all, have to eat. Since we have decided to eat at the table, we will naturally eat at whichever table the food is best."
"The rice surnamed Zheng is not that delicious. ."
"Eating is always based on ability."
Jian Mai rolled her eyes. She wanted to remind this scholar who saved her with good intentions. But since they insisted on doing so, she didn't care.
After all, Sword Maid has an ability. Even though she is young, she is a ghostly spirit who can almost see through the inner thoughts of that person through observation.
Chen Daole's hiding may be good in his own opinion and fits his image. He also gave a defensible reason.
But whether he is a pure scholar, whether the edges in his heart have been smoothed by reality, whether he came to Yingdu and now go to Xuehai Customs together for food, the sword maid can tell. Clues are coming.
But the King of Hell is a ghost that cannot be saved and driven to death. You can go if you want. Do you really think that Snow Customs is so easy to get around? Wait for the blind man to casually screen you. Do you think people can't tell what kind of person you are? Even though he is blind.
The group of people were traveling during the day and then at nightSleeping in the open, I didn't deliberately find a nearby village or Wubao Inn to stay.
Put up two tents, one big and one small. Chen Daole will sleep in the big one, and the sword maid will sleep in the small one.
The other four men were all sleeping on the ground.
Tonight’s dinner is pancakes and vegetable soup. The vegetables are wild vegetables. The pancakes were bought a long time ago and are as hard as a stick head.
The sword maid was eating candied haws beside her, and Chen Daole’s mother ate some pancakes and a bowl of soup, then went back to the tent to sleep. The old man was weak and even though he sat on the carriage all the way, he still felt exhausted.
"When I go through the forest tomorrow, I will pick some fruits, and I will make syrup in the evening and it will be full again."
The middle-aged man's surname is He. He Chunlai worked as a laborer in Yupan City in his early years. Later, when the barbarian Chu people came, he fled to Yingdu with the refugees and switched to the candied haws business.
"It's winter, where can we get fresh fruits?" asked the sword maid.
He Chunlai shook his head and said: "The frozen fruit is also delicious."
"Oh." The sword maid nodded.
Chen Daole held the pancake in his hand and gnawed on it as he said: "As we travel eastward, the population becomes increasingly sparse."
The sword maid then said: "When we arrive at Xuehaiguan, , it’s so lively.”
Chen Daole nodded and said: “Yes, that’s why I have always admired Uncle Ping Ye for running thousands of miles into the snow sea, beating dogs behind closed doors, and killing hundreds of thousands of savages. Burying is what a man does!"
"Don't think too much, otherwise you will be disappointed when you see the real person."
“No, no, no, Chen is not flattering you. When you look at a person, you don’t actually look at what he says or looks like, but rather what he does.”
Fan Li chuckled.
Chen Daole continued: "Today's general situation is that the Yan people are powerful, and Qian Chu can only unite to resist the Yan army going south. But the biggest problem is that Qian Chu is a big country, and the Yan people have annexed three After entering the Jin Dynasty, there is no way to digest it in a short period of time.
If the stall is too big, it is easy to make one mistake and lose everything."
The sword maid yawned. , he was not interested in hearing what this scholar had to say about the overall situation in front of him, so he might as well go back to sleep.
Fan Li continued to eat pancakes in silence. Unlike that night when he forcibly ordered Chen Daole to rescue the sword maid, he spoke very little in the next few days when he left Yingdu and rushed on the road.
The wind is a bit strong tonight, but what is even louder is the sound of footsteps.
After Fan Li put the last piece of cake into his mouth, he silently picked up the ax next to him. The ax was usually wrapped in cloth and was rarely opened.
When Chen Daole saw this, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately ended his fugue. He subconsciously wanted to find someone to do something with, but found that the sword Zhang Yiqing had given him earlier was in the sword maid's tent.
As a last resort, Chen Daole could only pick up a stoneHold it in your hand.
He Chunlai on the side saw this and didn't ask anything, but instinctively sensed something was wrong and silently raised his straw stick.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The sound of footsteps was very clear, and the other party seemed to have no intention of covering it up. Maybe, in the other party's view, at such a close distance, it was already It's a done deal.
"Buzz!"
A man in black walked out of the woods, came to the bonfire, and shouted:
"Haha, Yangou, you Do you know who your grandfather is!"
"Bang!"
Fan Li's ax hit him very quickly,
< p>A big ax is like a feather in his hand.The head of the man in black was cut off directly by the axe, and the headless body stood there, with water still pouring out of the neck.
After killing the person,
Fan Li seemed to have regained consciousness,
asked:
"Who is it?"
Unfortunately, the man in black can no longer answer.
Perhaps it was because the ax was too crisp, and the man in black with his head cut off should be the leader, so the seven or eight men in black who jumped out did not rush to fight. But after seeing the headless body of his boss standing there, he began to retreat unconsciously.
Soon, one person took the lead, and the others immediately ran back and escaped.
It came suddenly and left suddenly.
Fan Li put the ax on the ground, patted his knees and said:
"Go to sleep."
He was not interested in the black man who rushed out earlier. Who is the man in clothes? Is he a robbery team secretly sent from the nearby Wubao? Or someone from the Jin Dynasty's restoration forces? Or are they spies planted by other countries in Jin?
Fan Li didn't even bother to know this.
The bonfire was still burning, and Fan Li lay down next to it, placing his left hand under his head as a pillow and his right hand on his chest.
After a while,
The sound of snoring started to sound.
Chen Daole and He Chunlai looked at each other, with a hint of fear in each other's eyes.
But Chen Daole still took action and cleaned up the body and head, fearing to scare his mother who would get up in the morning.
This night, the rest was quiet.
The next morning, everyone got up.
The sword maid walked out of the tent and squatted next to her with a toothbrush dipped in green salt and gargling her mouth. Although she sincerely aimed to kill Zheng Fan when she grew up, this did not prevent her from liking it. Adopt Zheng Fan's exquisite and clean living habits.
Breakfast is still pancakes, which is numbingly monotonous.
The group continued on the road,
Fan Li only focused on pulling the car and did not ask about what happened last night.
Today, Chen Daole and He Chunlai were also quiet.Quite a few.
The sword maid sitting on the trolley played with Chen Daole's mother, and the old woman's skill was better than that of the sword maid. From time to time, the old and the young made "cluck" sounds while playing. laughter.
When Chen Daole and He Chunlai were walking, they would secretly glance at Fan Li from time to time, because they were not used to it and were not used to the "absolute calmness" displayed by Fan Li.
If it were anyone else, today they would be nervously discussing what happened last night, and even doubting who the two of them were.
But Fan Li didn’t.
Because when the strength is high enough, the poem is at your feet and not far away.
Chen Daole couldn't help but look at the sword maid a few more times,
Others are still laying the foundation at such a young age, and they have to polish it step by step as adults.
As a result, the girl in front of me had to advance to the advanced level because her foundation was too strong.
The most terrifying thing is that,
After the advanced level,
She also shed tears of regret.
Fan Li and Sword Maid only told him that they were going to Xue Customs and that they were from Uncle Pingye. As for the rest, Jian Maid deliberately did not tell him, while Fan Li was too lazy to tell him.
The breath of winter has arrived, and tonight, everyone will sleep in the woods.
He Chunlai took out the brown sugar from his bag, lit a bonfire and set up a pot, and then got up. He was going to find fruits in the forest.
The preparation of candied haws is never monotonous, and there are actually many things that can be used.
The sword maid curiously asked:
"Who are you going to ask for the fruit?"
He Chunlai replied with a smile: "Those who can hide the fruit don't There must be only people."
It took more than an hour for He Chunlai to leave.
Fan Li did not continue to wait for him to come back to make sugar, but started to cook vegetable soup. At the same time, he put the pancakes next to the campfire and baked them.
The soup is ready, the pancakes are baked, and the outer skin is a little crispy.
The sword maid reached out and took one from Fan Li's hand, but she didn't have much appetite and said:
"I miss the steamed buns in the house."
Ping Ye The steamed buns in the uncle's house are stuffed;
The steamed buns are stuffed with shredded radish, bean paste, pickled vegetables, and cabbage. The three steamed buns are both vegetables and rice.
Fan Li nodded and said: "I will carry more when I go out next time."
In winter, the steamed buns are stored for a long time and are not easy to spoil.
“Yeah.”
Although I don’t like eating it, I still have to eat it.
Because the sword maid found that since she entered the ninth level that night, her appetite has increased.
This made her dislike it.
The reason I don’t like it is not that I will become fat. In this era, women who are too thin are often not popular. The so-called big butt is good for fertility. This is also based on the low medical level of this era, and the appearance of thin women with small physiques.Easy to have dystocia.
Jian Mai felt that she had been able to support herself well in the past and didn’t eat much. For example, when she was following her master Yuan Zhenxing, the master and apprentice had not had a single meal in the capital. At that time, she had half a steamed bun. As long as she is full, she will hardly starve to death no matter how severe the famine is.
Now, she is a little panicked.
It can only be said that things in childhood can easily leave a shadow on children. Faced with the problem of her increased appetite, the sword maid can't help but start thinking about what she will do after she kills Zheng Fan. Who can still support themselves?
Finally,
He Chunlai came back.
He was holding a package in his left hand and there was blood on his body.
He opened the package and found frozen fruits of all kinds.
But the blood on his body did not come from wild beasts, although there should be wolves nearby.
Chen Daole wanted to ask about the blood stains, but did not;
Fan Li and the sword maid continued to eat. The little book boy did not dare to look at it, but the old woman had bad eyesight and ate. After getting our things, we went back to the tent to sleep.
He Chunlai drank the last bit of vegetable soup,
put down the bowl,
smiled,
somewhat free and easy ,
He was also a little relieved,
said:
"I just went to kill some people, and those people are still there."
"Oh."
The sword maid responded and returned to her tent.
"Oh."
Fan Li also responded. He was not full, so he took out a piece of cake to bake again.
There are not many pancakes left, but fortunately we are not far from the Snow Customs.
He Chunlai felt as if he had punched cotton, feeling very uncomfortable.
"I can make candied haws, but I was not a Lifu before."
"Yes."
Fan Li continued to bake the pancakes.
He Chunlai bit his lip and looked at Chen Daole, who lowered his head.
The two of them are still not used to this kind of atmosphere. A confession doesn’t feel like a confession, a showdown doesn’t feel like a showdown, and a confrontation doesn’t feel like a confrontation. It’s like there are a bunch of lice on your body, scratching you desperately, so you won’t It made you cry out in pain, but it was enough to make you restless.
Fan Li took out the almost baked pancake, separated it in half, and handed it to He Chunlai, who had only drank soup before.
He Chunlai had no temper at all and reached out to take the pancake.
Then,
“His, it’s hot!”
The pancake was just It's roasted and very hot.
Fan Li didn't take it seriously and continued to eat.
His physique is different from ordinary people. According to Xue San, if Ali is very hungry, he can swallow glass like a glass of milk.
He Chunlai could not say what he said.
In the evening, after Fan Li had eaten enough and lay down to sleep, He Chunlai began to cook sugar in the only pot he had.color, and then poured it on the fruit.
The next day,
his empty straw stick was filled with candied haws.
The team sets out again.
In the afternoon,
A cavalry team appeared in front, which was the sentinel cavalry of Xue Customs.
About a quarter of an hour later, another team of people came to respond.
The sword maid left the cart,
Fan Li tied the cushion to his shoulders again, held the sword maid up with his hand, and sat on it.
Then,
Fan Li started running,
running towards Snow Customs.
The remaining people will be escorted by snow customs sentries.
When it was just dark, Fan Li ran into the south gate of Xuehaiguan and continued to run towards Pingye Uncle's Mansion without stopping.
At the door,
Sword Maid jumped off Fan Li's shoulder. She did not go back to the Earl's Mansion, but went to her master's place next door.
Fan Li scratched his head and returned to the mansion, but after wandering around, he found that there was no one in the mansion. After asking a servant, he found out that the Lord and the others had taken the princess to Fengxin City. Yes, I haven't come back yet.
......
Outside the small courtyard next to Uncle Hirano,
The sword maid knocked on the door,
The one who opened the door was Liu Dahu, < /p>
After seeing the sword maid, Liu Dahu’s face immediately turned red.
At this age, especially in the academy, Zheng Man, the wolf cub picked up in the desert a long time ago, is the little bully in the academy, while the sword maidservant is the young boy. The dream lover in my heart.
Everyone thinks she is good-looking.
"Where is your father?" asked the sword maid.
"Dad!" Liu Dahu shouted.
The Sword Master came over, touched Liu Dahu’s head, and then walked out of the door.
Liu Dahu instinctively wanted to follow him, but was frightened back by the sword maid's glare.
The Sword Master walked in front,
The Sword Maid followed behind.
The sword master said:
"Dahu is an honest boy."
The sword maid then said: "Master, I really don't like your son. , don’t kiss me.”
“That’s not what I mean by being a teacher.”
“Then don’t do it anymore.”
The sword master smiled. .
"Master, I have advanced."
"I can see it."
The sword maid told the sword what happened to her on the return trip Holy.
The Sword Master frowned slightly,
He originally thought that the Sword Maid couldn’t hold it any longer and secretly advanced, but he didn’t expect...
But it stands to reason , not that it is.
He knew the physical condition of Sword Maid, and this should not be the case, otherwise he would not have agreed to let Fan Li take Sword Maid to Yanjing.
Originally, he was thinking about the swordsman, hisThere should not only be swords in his eyes, but vast mountains and rivers, but now, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
If something goes wrong with his apprentice, or if he disappears, he will really regret it to death.
"Why is this happening? Have you eaten something?"
"Ah, before we go back, the Sixth Prince asked us to bring some gifts to Uncle Zheng. There are some Ganoderma, licorice and so on, I asked the big man to make vegetable soup and eat it on the way."
The sword master understood that this was the problem.
"It's too much."
"Huh?"
Sword Maid didn't expect it to be for this reason.
Actually, menarche is just an introduction. The essential reason is that taking too many natural and earthly supplements at once causes the qi and blood in the body to be overactive and stagnant.
The sword maid said in disappointment:
"Master, I am so at a loss."
"What loss?"
"Originally I I thought, when I grow up, when I kill Zheng Fan, I will advance to the first level, and the last step will be to imitate the master you did when you opened the second level outside the city, and take Zheng Fan's dog head.
Now, I am ruined. The dream is gone."
"Who should I learn from, but Zheng Fan?"
"No way, master."
"That's it. "Yes."
"No." The sword maid was angry.
"Okay, no."
"But master, if I advance early this time, will it have any impact on my future practice?"
The sword master nodded,
then,
shook his head again.
"Master, what do you mean?"
"It has an impact, but it may not have an impact. You should not be impatient on your way. You should walk more calmly. Sword The original intention is to be fast, but the more stable it is, the faster it is."
"What should we do, master?"
The sword master's index finger was placed between the sword maid's eyebrows.
He, who was originally a little hunched over and walked with a somewhat sloppy step, now straightened his back.
The fingertips moved away,
immediately,
a wisp of sword energy was extracted from the sword maid's body and dissipated into the void ahead.
The sword maid felt her body go limp.
She knelt down on the ground with a "pop" sound.
At this time,
she There is no longer any sword energy flowing in the body, as if the ninth-level cultivation in the past few days was just a dream.
But soon,
The sword maid seemed to realize something,
raised her head,
looked at her master in shock .
The sword master hunched his back again, and his steps continued to be sloppy.
It even seemed that he coughed twice because of the strong wind at night, and he still looked sick.
"Master, masterFu, you..."
The Sword Master interrupted her,
and said:
"Your dream has come back again. ”
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Don’t panic, there is more.