Due to the accelerated preparation, three carriages and several horses were ready before dawn the next day.
Wei Dahong and several young men in the village were responsible for guiding and transporting along the way.
These people have all seen the vast magical power of Liu Banxian and his team. For them, participating in this trip is more like an honor and face, rather than just a simple mission.
After taking such a journey, listening to a few words from several masters and Taoist priests, and chatting with people in the village when I came back, I seemed to have a higher status than others. Why wouldn't it make people feel excited?
Especially the clan leader Wei Tianyou, who held up a lantern before dawn and urged the young people to tie things up, clean the carriage, and check the horses.
Obviously, for Wei Tianyou, this trip is not a business, but a kind of repayment, a thank you, which is related to the sense of honor of the people of Weijiagou Village and an ancient family tradition.
How did others help their ancestors when they came to the outside world?
Today they will repay Yin Xiu and the others in the same way.
Therefore, the standards of this trip are also extremely high. If we originally brought three or four people, even if there are women, two carriages, and three or four people will be enough.
But there were three carriages in this trip, and almost all the horses in Weijiagou were brought with them. From front to back, the queue looked like a caravan.
Some of the young people accompanying him are responsible for guiding the way, some are responsible for looking after the carriage, and some are responsible for logistics and supplies. It is not incomplete.
There were three carriages, each drawn by one of the strongest horses, and their broad hooves dug into the snow.
Except for some items that are not exposed to the wind and snow, everything else is piled high on the carriage, leaving space for people to rest and ride.
Of course Liu Banxian and Ma Xiaoyu were each sitting in a carriage.
Ma Xiaoyu wanted to sleep and recuperate. After seeing the snow, she became more and more afraid of the cold and refused to leave a warm place easily.
Liu Banxian stayed in the car mainly because he was afraid of any accidents. If he was allowed to walk outside, no one would be able to guard against an arrow shot from somewhere.
Hai Dongqing sat outside one of the carriages, folding his arms and putting the bow on his lap, with a quiver next to him.
He covered his eyes with a felt hat, and he didn't know whether he was sleeping or observing his surroundings.
Yin Xiu and Ren Qi were riding a tall horse and followed the convoy leisurely.
When Ren Qi was a guard at Ouchi, he would either stand guard or patrol on horseback all day long. Therefore, when sitting on the horse, even if his hands were not holding anything, he felt very secure, as if he was sitting upright on a chair. Same as above.
Naturally, Yin Xiu didn't have the same means as him, but after tightening the saddle with his legs, he was almost able to sit still.
It’s just that after riding a horse for a long time, it is inevitable that I will have some backache.
"What, can't stand it anymore?" Ren Qi glanced at him, with a faint smile hidden in his eyes.
"Are you kidding me?"
Yin Xiu tightened the reins, "I can be considered a master after all, right?"
"Whether you are a good person or not, it has nothing to do with riding a horse."
Ren Qi pulled the rope and told the horse to continue walking forward.
"Some masters are so good at lightness that they can fly over walls and overhangs at every turn. They can overtake horses and catch up with swallows on flat ground. However, they get seasick and even vomit out their guts when riding in a boat.
There are also people who are good with swords and swords and are good at eighteen kinds of weapons, but they cannot hold a kitchen knife and can cut their own hands even when cutting shreds of meat.
There is also a person who practiced kung fu until his forehead was reached. As a result, when he took a bite of chili pepper, it was so spicy that tears and snot flowed from his nose. Where did the master's demeanor come from? ”
"I can understand the first two, but I can't eat spicy food, so why should I eat chili peppers?"
"Because I asked someone to put the chili pepper in. A big spoonful was hidden in the soup dumpling. One bite, mixed with the hot oil, was hot and spicy. It almost made the so-called spicy hot pepper cry father and mother. Rolling on the ground.”
As Ren Qi spoke, a smile actually appeared on his face.
"Why? Do you have a grudge against you?" Yin Xiu felt her scalp numb, as if the chili pepper had entered her mouth.
"There's no grudge, I just hate that guy."
Ren Qi rubbed his hands, "You don't think I'm a good person, do you?"
"Don't worry, I've never felt like this."
"When you say that, I feel more at ease."
Ren Qi kicked the horse's butt, and the horse walked a few steps forward and went to the front of the team.
Ever since he got on the horse, Ren Qi felt that the temperament of a master in his body seemed to have returned. To a certain extent, he had become a qualified bodyguard, just like before.
However, in Yin Xiu's eyes, Ren Qi is still a very dangerous person.
Even if he doesn't have a good impression of Yin Xiu and others, it can't be said to be malicious. It's just that such a person will sooner or later arouse many murderous intentions because of his own sharpness, whether he actively provokes it or passively accepts it.
But somehow, Yin Xiu couldn't dislike Ren Qi who could cause trouble at any time.
Maybe this can be considered a strange kind of "appreciation"?
When Yin Xiu was riding on his horse and enjoying this leisurely moment, Wei Dahong caught up from behind on his horse.
The way Wei Dahong rode the horse was really not chic. He hunched over and put his belly almost against the horse's back. He held the reins with one hand and the horse's long mane with the other.
According to Ren Qi, even farmers in the countryside of Yujing would not ride horses in this way, which makes them look rustic.
But it has to be said that this way of riding is very practical, especially for those who regard horses as very precious but cannot actually ride them all the time.
According to Wei Dahong, horses in the countryside are for feeding, not for riding, which is probably the same as the toilets in the army are for brushing, not for use.
Wei Dahong rushed to Yin Xiu and said hello to him. Yin Xiu also nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, walking this way in winter is not easy."
"Who says it's not?"
Wei Dahong is also very frank, "It snows, and no matter how well-built the dirt road is in the summer, it will be washed away and soaked by the snow, and it will become what it is today. When you step down, you will bring up a big pile of dirt.
It was okay for us to walk this section, not many people were walking, so it wasn’t that bad.
If we go further, to that lively area, there are carriage marks, horse hooves, and human footprints along the way. The whole road has been trampled into a muddy pond.
As soon as a person walked over, his calves would immediately be buried in his head, let alone the carriage. Once the carriage passed by, half of the wheels would be sunk in, and several people would be unable to lift it up. ”
"Then what did you do in previous years?" Yin Xiu frowned.
"Previous years?"
Wei Dahong smiled and said, "After November, we won't go out. If we do go out, we will take our guests to the south, to the north of Yujing, to some villages. We will never go to the mountains.
It’s not for anything else, just because it’s difficult to walk. ”
"So, it's because we made an exception and asked you to do errands that you didn't do before."
"It's different."
Wei Dahong didn't take it seriously, "You are benefactors, not guests or patrons. The benefactor has spoken, even if we go up mountains of swords and into seas of fire, we still have to repay.
What's more, this is just a journey. People like you who live through life and death, idleness is idle, there is absolutely no reason not to do it. ”
After a pause, he coughed twice again and lowered his voice, "Actually, both the clan leader and I can see that if you go into the mountain during this time, you will do something big."
"Now that you know it, you shouldn't say it."
Yin Xiu didn't look at him, but touched the horse's ear, "If you don't tell it, you don't know anything. You are just deceived. But if you tell it, you will be an accomplice when the confession is taken in the future, and you will be punished." Captured together.”
"I know."
Wei Dahong showed two rows of yellowed teeth, "The most important thing in Taoism is not to ask the guests what they are doing, and not to tell them if they know it. They just keep their heads down and go on their way.
But I said, you are benefactors, not guests.
So I’m telling you, I know what’s going on. I just want you to relax and do things without worrying about hurting us.
In this vast snowfield, there is nothing that is not implicated. The words I have written and the words I have said will be covered by the north wind and snow, and nothing will be left. No traces can be left. ”
"I know."
He knew that Wei Dahong had good intentions, but Yin Xiu still acted very bland. This was because he didn't want Wei Dahong to sink too deep.
However, Wei Dahong obviously had other plans. He rubbed his hands and asked again: "I would like to ask, Master, how many years have you been practicing?"
"Less than two and a half years."
Yin Xiu exhaled, "Why do you ask this?"
"My son, Xizi."
Wei Dahong gestured, "It's the one with a tiger-like head and two horn braids on his head. When he was one year old, a fortune teller passed by our village. I gave him a bag of stick noodles and asked him to tell Xizi's fortune.
The teacher said that Xizi has a predestined relationship with Taoism. If he has the opportunity to become a disciple of a famous teacher in the future, he will have a chance to achieve enlightenment. ”
As he said this, his eyes lit up.
"Oh, I see."
Yin Xiu nodded, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with being a farmer, right?"
"Nothing good."
Wei Dahong sighed, "Farmers only know how to farm. They have to kowtow when they see people. When the beard comes, kowtow to the beard. When the officers and soldiers come, kowtow to the officers and soldiers. If you have any grievances, you can only take a hoe and vent your anger on the ground." , other people, we don’t dare to do anything else, it’s too frustrating.
I can be angry like this, but I don't want my son to be like this. ”
"That fortune teller was not right." Yin Xiu said calmly.
"What?" Wei Dahong didn't seem to hear clearly.
"I mean, your son's face is suitable for studying, not for practicing Taoism.
He is the reincarnation of Wenquxing and is in conflict with Taibaixing.
Send him to school. If it's close, go to school. If it's far away, live in the school. It's just a matter of preparing a few clothes and food rations. Don't be too troublesome. ”
"Really?" Wei Dahong was a little happy.
He didn't understand this or that, didn't know what was offensive or taboo, but he had heard of the so-called Wenquxing in operas, and it was a high-ranking destiny.
For example, among those military generals and civil servants in ancient times, which one was not reincarnated by the stars in the sky?
If his son is really the reincarnation of Wenquxing as the master in front of him said, then Wei Dahong will only be happy and will not care about the fact that he was cheated out of a bag of stick noodles by the fortune teller.
Seeing Wei Dahong's questioning look, Yin Xiu just said lightly: "We fortune tellers don't lie."
Yin Xiu kicked the horse in the belly and ran forward. (End of chapter)