Chapter 255 The Return of Yan
The mountains are high and the sky is filled with clouds and mist.
Suddenly, waves appeared in the sea of fog, and a long scroll broke through the clouds and appeared under the bright blue sky and daylight.
The first half of the scroll is broad and stable, with dozens of figures sitting cross-legged, several feet apart from each other, quite loosely.
The second half of the scroll is floating in the air, like a long snake waving its tail, dancing in the wind.
Su Hanshan and Dongfang Xin were both sitting at the front of the scroll.
Currently, Dongfang Xin is in control of the scroll. If everything goes well, his ability to spit and swallow at will will be enough to support the scroll and fly to the destination at an even speed of one times the speed of sound.
If something unexpected happens, Su Hanshan is sitting at the front and can take over at any time, so as not to cause a large group of people behind to lose control and fall.
"Shortly after defeating the Situ family, brother, you returned to your own body and never went to the county government again. You definitely don't know what happened next."
< br>Although Dongfang Xin was surprised by Su Hanshan's age and strength, he was still an old man with an extraordinary character, so he would not stare at this point and ask repeatedly.
He naturally talked about the period after the fall of the Situ family. When the houses of all parties were confiscated, many ridiculous things happened.
Later, those who deserved to be killed were asked to be killed, and those who deserved to be jailed were sent to prison, or they were enlisted in the army as laborers, and under the leadership of a small group of soldiers, they went out to open up wasteland and farm fields.
Once troubled times come, Xueling’s current grain reserves will not be enough. They must seize the few stable years left to expand planting.
Dongfang Xin’s words are sophisticated, and when he talks about these things, he is solid yet interesting.
He also knew that Su Hanshan was born in Cangshui County, and most of what he talked about were changes that were likely to affect Cangshui.
Su Hanshan listened with great interest, and saw that Dongfang Xin was a well-informed and thoughtful person, so he asked if there were any new trends or signs of major events in the past few months.
Middle-earth is too big, and there are too many things happening. Big and small news, it is impossible to say which one may become a sign of a big event.
The two chatted for more than two hours, and they still had something to talk about. However, by this time, they had already approached their destination and began to turn their attention downwards.
The administrative area of Shanyang County, also called Quancheng, is not just a single city, but a rich land covering thousands of miles.
However, after the Liang King’s Rebellion a few years ago, the vitality has not been restored, and after the Demon Kingdom Rebellion not long ago, the land is devastated.
There are burned hills and dark mountains everywhere. I don’t know how long it has passed, but no grass seeds have sprouted to bring new green.
There are signs of dryness and cracking everywhere on the ground, and not much green can be seen.
If everyone didn’t know clearly, this is the heart of Shanyang County.
You might even mistakenly think that you have broken into some large desert area.
“I also visited Quancheng back then. It can be said to be thousands of miles of fertile wilderness, with more than 2,000 springs, large and small, three large lakes, abundant water vapor in the rivers everywhere, four distinct seasons, and endless fields and jungles. It is full of vitality, and now it is like this..."
Dongfang Xin stroked his beard and sighed, took out a roll of map from his sleeve, unfolded it, compared it with the scene on the ground below, and shook his head slightly.
Before, they flew out along the Fulong Mountains. With the general trend of the entire mountain range as a guide, they didn't have to worry about flying in the wrong direction.
But by now, the remaining veins of the Fulong Mountains have disappeared, and many places that could have been marked on the map are now nowhere to be found.
This is a place that was devastated by two rounds of wars within a few years.
Not to mention battles between masters, which can collapse mountains and change the course of rivers. Even those battles between ordinary elite soldiers, with the help of gunpowder and machine puppets in the army, can also blow up mountain peaks, break river embankments, and impact Enemy camp.
It was useless to rely on the map. I could only let go of my senses, use my eyesight, look for any settlements with survivors along the way, and ask for directions.
Su Hanshan looked far into the distance. After a while, he pointed to a mountain col dozens of miles away.
"There seems to be someone over there."
Dongfang News said, turning around to look, he raised his hand and patted the axis of the scroll. The long scroll circled in the air and changed direction. , fly towards there.
The nine-wine Taoist priest behind him suddenly said: "You two!"
"The people of Shanyang County have experienced wars for a long time and are very alert. If they see a black shadow in the sky from a distance, even if they are not sure what it is, they may run away and hide, adding to the twists and turns."
"It is better to spread some skills. , distort the air light, hide the shape "
Although a large number of refugees fled from Shanyang County, there were still many people left behind. Moreover, because the land was abandoned and the former tea gardens were destroyed, those powerful people who owned Wubao. People, the habit of drinking tea is hard to change.
The Xueling Tea Gang values this and often comes here to do business, so they know some of the situation.
Hearing this, Su Hanshan snapped his fingers.
The long scroll suddenly began to disappear from the front, and the people sitting cross-legged disappeared one by one.
Soon, even the tail of the scroll disappeared into the air and disappeared.
Not long after, they flew over the mountain col.
There are no villages or towns in the mountain col. There is only a young hunter who set up an iron pot and cooked soup here.
There is a little bit of green on the mountain next to it, and there is a pool of water, which seems to have survived the drought. There are many schools of fish swimming in the pool.
When everyone came here, the hunter opened the lid of the pot, the milky white soup was rolling, and the complete and slightly yellow fish body was trembling, which made people's appetite whet their appetite just by looking at it.
Dongfang Xin looked down and let out a light sigh.
Su Hanshan's trick of distorting light made it impossible for outsiders to see the scroll, but the people on the scroll could see what was going on outside.
But when other people look at the scenery outside, the point of their sight will be deviated, as if they are looking at things underwater through the water.
Only Dongfang Xin, because he is in the Xuantang realm and has keen senses, his sight was not misled, but actually fell on the pot and the Orion.
It seemed that just such a pair of direct gazes made the Orion alert and suddenly raised his head.
“Hahahaha.”
Dongfang Xin simply broke the invisible air mask, revealed the scroll, and landed with everyone on board.
“This little brother is very perceptive, but there is no need to panic. We are responding to the imperial court’s call to transport grain and grass to Quancheng to provide comfort to the people. We just lost our way along the way and came to ask for directions.”
The Orion had already grasped the hilt of the knife hidden behind his waist, with a vigilant expression on his face, but when he saw Dongfang Xin, his face suddenly froze, and he was in a daze.
Su Hanshan saw that his mouth moved subconsciously, but no sound came out, but judging from the shape of his mouth, he said the word "master".
"Master?"
Su Hanshan glanced at Dongfang Xin, "Have you seen him before?"
Dongfang Xin looked surprised.
He occasionally goes out to look for inspiration for new dishes, and when he meets hunters, herb farmers, etc. who like them, he will indeed give some tips.
But after looking carefully, he determined that he had never seen this young Orion: "You and I are strangers, why do you call me master?"
Did I just say it out loud? ! The young Orion was startled, and he quickly smiled and said: "Senior, I misunderstood. There is a custom in our hometown that anyone with skills is called a master."
"It's like, ordinary people I will also call those chefs the same as master chefs.”
“I was so excited when I saw that my seniors were able to fly into the sky, so I couldn’t help but call them that.”
Dongfang Xin jumped off the scroll and said with a smile: "I see, that's a coincidence, I am indeed a cook."
He took another look at the fish soup in the pot and praised, "My little brother is such a superb cook." Art knife skills. "
"I see that your knife skills cut off the fish scales while taking away all the smell of the fish, and seal the tender parts with the knife gas. After cooking until now, the knife gas is just right. Incorporate into the soup to add flavor to the soup A hint of spiciness is added, but the fish meat is still tender and smooth, like a shrimp tail. "If an ordinary fish can be made like this, it must be taught by a famous teacher. I don't know the name of the little brother?"
Orion clasped his fists and said: "Junior Xiahou, I just learned knife skills and cooking from an old man in the village when I was a child. He never said his name, and I don't know how he learned from him."
"Xiahou?"
Dongfang Xin's eyes moved slightly, "Could he be from the Xiahou family?"
Orion waved his hands quickly and said with an embarrassed smile: "This junior's surname is Xia Minghou, Shan Ye I’m just a villager, but when I was born, my family thought about it for a long time and felt that the name they came up with was not nice. When they heard that there was a surname like Xiahou in the world, they thought it was majestic and domineering, so they simply named me Xiahou.”
Dongfang Xin nodded, looked at the pot of fish soup again, and praised: "In my spare time in the past two years, I have also been thinking about a way to remove the fishy smell and add freshness to the fish without adding any fish. No matter what seasoning is used, it will still be fragrant in the mouth. ”
“But I only have the prototype of the idea. When I looked at this pot of soup, I saw that the knife technique behind it is exactly the same as my idea, but it is already a complete product. ”
"There are so many masters in the world, but in this small fish soup, there are also predecessors and sages who have the same path."
Xia Hou's eyes lit up: "Master, do you want to learn this set of sword techniques? I I can teach you.”
Su Hanshan watched this scene calmly, but felt a little strange in his heart.
He has practiced the Xuanyin Scripture, the Six Evil Spirits of the Human Heart, the Mysterious Soul Technique, the Golden Chanzi Boxing Manual, and the exquisiteness of the Golden Pill. Now he can capture the emotions and thoughts of the human heart with incredible sensitivity.
In Xiahou's heart, he had a very affectionate and respectful feeling towards Dongfang Xin.
He was certain that the person calling him was not Master at all, but Master.
Dongfang Xin had no impression of Xia Hou, which was a bit strange.
Xia Hou seemed to realize at this time that he was a little too excited. He looked at the other people on the scroll and added: "Using this set of fish scale sword techniques, how about asking Master to give me a ride?"
“I also want to go to Quancheng, I know the direction, but there might be some remnants on the way. Monster, the risk is unknown, it would be great if I can go with you and be safe."
Dongfang Xin said with a smile: "I can think about it myself, and I won't be greedy for your sword skills. We were just asking for directions, and it’s even more convenient to have you come up and show us the way.”
Xiahou was overjoyed, turned around, took the pot, and followed the scroll.
That pot seems to be extraordinary, as it can seal in the aroma when left in place.
As I walked around with this hand, the fish soup swayed and was no longer deliberately closed. There was a strange, fresh and fragrant smell that suddenly floated away.
Other people on the scroll couldn't help but cast their eyes on the soup pot.
Jiujiu Taoist drank all the wine and came over and said, "Little brother, how about I give you a can of tea, give me a spoonful of soup, and pour it into this gourd?"
Xiahou is a discerning person. He was a little moved when he saw the jar of tea. But when he saw the wine gourd, he shook his head: "This gourd has been soaked in too much wine, and the wine is fragrant, but it will spoil the taste of the fish soup."
< br>Su Hanshan handed over a Xuanbing bowl that was as warm as jade: "Use this."
You Jiujiu Taoist started the conversation, and everyone who was curious about the taste of the fish soup received Xuanbing bowls and used them. Exchange of small items.
Su Hanshan also made a bowl to try, and it tasted really good.
However, the spiciness in this soup is caused by the subtle knife energy that causes minimal damage to the mouth. This knife energy is of no use to Su Hanshan's physical body, so it lacks this spiciness. .
"Based on the quality of the sword energy and the aura on his body, this Xiahou is only at the Heavenly Ladder realm, but for a Heavenly Ladder realm, he can sense the sight of Xuantai in the invisible state, which is a bit too sharp."
Su Hanshan himself might not have been able to do such a thing when he was in the extreme realm of Heaven Ladder. He thought to himself that he was even more curious about this Xiahou and secretly paid attention to him.
At this moment everyone is back on the road.
Xiahou held the empty pot and guided the direction, but he also had some unknown secret feelings in his heart.
In his previous life, he struggled desperately in the great evil tribulation, but everyone around him still lost one by one, until his own life ended.
Who would have thought that when he opened his eyes again, he would be reborn ten years ago! !
Although his cultivation level has also been restored, with the knowledge of his previous life, he searched for monsters in the Fulong Mountains. In just a few months, he went from being an Orion with less than Qi Sea to breaking through to the ladder of heaven. , and even created a life-saving trump card.
Go to Quancheng one year earlier than in the previous life.
Although the terrain and scenery he saw on the road were slightly different from his impressions in his previous life, the difference was not too big.
Xiahou was still able to find the location of Quancheng.
However, God gave him another surprise. On the way to Quancheng, he unexpectedly met his master.
It was supposed to be three years later that he escaped along the Fulong Mountains into the Snow Ridge and was accidentally rescued by his master.
Now we meet three years early, the master's tiger sword has not been discarded, and his right arm has not been broken...
Xia Hou glanced at the double tiger and ox swords crossed behind Dongfang's new waist. Lowered his eyes.
Going back to ten years ago, he got a new life, and met his mentor in advance. The combination of these happy things made him feel a little uneasy.
I had never heard of Master coming to Shanyang at this time in his previous life, and the situation in Xueling was quite chaotic. At this time, he should obviously stick to his Changle Mountain House.
Now that I think about it, it seems that the chaos in the Demon Kingdom broke out a little earlier.
The imperial army in the previous life should not have realized the changes in the East China Sea so quickly.
"Master, I hear your accent, are you from Xueling?"
Xia Hou pondered for a moment and asked, "I heard that there is a dispute between the county guard and the county captain over there. Something happened during the period. I wonder what’s going on now?”
Dongfang Xin said casually: "Brother Yuntao, oh, the original county captain, has now become the county guard, and has not caused much trouble. The current weather is actually better than before."
Xiahou's hand holding the pot tightened slightly.
Brother Yuntao...Situ Yuntao?
After the bloody battle with Situ Daozi, due to an accident with the magic talisman and the formation, the two souls merged, and Yuntao Daozi went crazy from then on?
It should be seven years before he reappears in Xueling as the successor master of Xingkong Dao, one of the thirty-six paths, and is famous in Northern Xinjiang. How come he can successfully accept him at this time? Snow mountain?
Xia Hou's mood couldn't help but become a little confused.
If none of these things match up with the previous life, then is Ling'er still in Quancheng?
Furthermore, some people in the past life analyzed afterwards and believed that the reason why the person who opened the Seventy-Two Springs Treasures in Quan City did not take the opportunity to cause a big mess was probably because he was frightened away by the half-mad Yuntao Daozi who was passing by at the time. .
Now that Situ Yuntao is not crazy, and Situ Daozi has gone somewhere, what will happen to the situation in Quancheng?
(End of this chapter)