Chapter 417 A Sword
Fan Li pulled the cart,
in the cart sat Chen Daole's mother and sword maid,
Chen Daole led the book boy to walk beside them.
Next to here, 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, and followed everyone on the road, Jian Mai thought. After eating, he took out his copper coins and bought a bunch from the man.
Chen Daole's book boy would also go over and spend money to buy a bunch of them from time to time 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 Zhang Yiqing had given to Chen Daole that was placed next to her with one hand.
Asked:
"Some officials thought you didn't do anything, but you just followed us to the Snow Customs. What do you want?"
Chen Daole was not restrained. In fact, he and the man selling candied haws The middle-aged man was also a prisoner, but he still smiled and replied:
"Stay in Ying Du, I can only be a clerk, doing some complicated things like copying and writing, so I think that if I go on the road with you, I can't 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 core, licked her lips, and said, "You are so vulgar."
"Where is the vulgarity?"
"I can't tell. , it’s just vulgar.”
“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 better."
"The rice surnamed Zheng is not that delicious."
“Eat Food is always eaten based on one’s ability.”
The sword maid rolled her eyes. She wanted to remind this scholar who had saved her with good intentions, but since she 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 before and now whether they go to Xuehai Customs together for dinner, the sword maid can see the clues. Come.
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 Xuehaiguan is so easy to get around? Wait for the blind man to sift through you. Do you think people can't tell what kind of person you are? Even though he is blind.
The group of people traveled during the day and slept in the open at night. They did not deliberately find a nearby village or Wubao Inn to stay.
Two tents were set up, one big and one small. Chen Daole slept in the big one and the sword maid slept in the small one.
The other four men were all sleeping on the floor.
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. Chen Daole's mother ate some pancakes and drank a bowl of soup before going 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 tired. .
"When I go through the forest tomorrow, I will pick some fruits and make syrup in the evening, so that the queue will be full again."
The middle-aged man's surname is He, and his name is He Chunlai. In his early years, he worked as a laborer in Yupan City. Later, when the barbarian Chu people came, he fled to Yingdu with the refugees and switched to the candied haws business.
"It's already 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 get to Xuehaiguan, we will It’s lively.”
Chen Daole nodded and said: "Yes, that's why I have always admired Uncle Pingye. He ran thousands of miles to fight in the snowy sea, beat dogs behind closed doors, and buried hundreds of thousands of savages and beasts. This is really what a man does!"
"Don't think so much, otherwise you will be disappointed when you meet the real person." The sword maid said.
“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 you focus on what he does.”
Fan Li chuckled.
Chen Daole continued: "The current general situation in the world is that the Yan people are powerful. 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 annexed the three Jin states. After the land, it is impossible 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. He should go back to sleep.
Fan Li continued to eat the pancake in silence, and The difference that night when he forcibly ordered Chen Daole to rescue the sword maid was that in the following days when he left Yingdu and rushed on the road, , He spoke very little.
The wind was a bit strong tonight, but the louder sound was the sound of footsteps.
After Fan Li put the last piece of pancake into his mouth, he silently put it into his mouth. He picked up the ax lying 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 something to do, 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 stone and hold it in his 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.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The sound of footsteps was very clear, and the other party seemed not to cover it up. Maybe, in the other party's view, at such a close distance, it was already certain. .
"Buzz!"
A man in black walked out of the woods, came to the bonfire, and shouted:
"Haha, Yangou, do you know who your grandfather is!"< br>
“Bang!”
Fan Li’s ax hit it,
The speed is very fast,
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 flowing out of the neck.
After killing the person,
Fan Li seemed to have recovered.
Asked:
"Who is it?"
Unfortunately, the man in black could no longer answer.
Perhaps because this ax was too crisp, and the man in black with his head cut off should be the leader, so the next seven or eight men in black 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 placed the ax on the ground, patted his knees, and said:
"Sleep."
He was not interested in who the man in black who rushed out earlier was. Who is the 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 doesn'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,
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 the body and head, fearing to scare his mother when she got 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 falling in love with him. Zheng Fan's exquisite and clean living habits.
Breakfast is still pancakes, which is so monotonous that it makes people numb.
The group continued on the road,
Fan Li only focused on pulling the car and didn't ask about what happened last night.
Today, Chen Daole and He Chunlai were also a lot quieter.
The sword maid sitting on the trolley played with Chen Daole's mother, the old woman's skills were better than the sword maid, and the old and the young laughed from time to time while playing. Voice.
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, 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 when they become adults.
As a result, the girl in front of me had to take a step forward because her foundation was too strong.
The most terrifying thing is that
after she advanced,
she still shed tears of regret.
Fan Li and Sword Maid only told him that they were going to Snow Customs and that they were from Uncle Ping Ye. 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. There are actually many things that can be used.
The sword maid curiously asked:
“Who are you going to ask for fruit?”
He Chunlai replied with a smile: “People are not necessarily the only ones who can hide fruit. .”
He Chunlai left for more than an hour.
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 placed 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."
The steamed buns in Hirano'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.”
Even though 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 easy to have children. This is also based on the low medical level of this era. Women with small bodies and thin bodies are prone to 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 could not afford a single meal in the capital. At that time, she could only eat half a steamed bun. If she can eat enough, she will hardly starve to death no matter how severe the famine is.
Now, she was 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 who will be after she kills Zheng Fan. Can you still support yourself?
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, including all kinds of fruits.
But the blood on his body did not come from wild animals, although there should be wolves nearby.
About the blood stains, Chen Daole wanted to ask, but didn't;
Fan Li and the sword maid continued to eat. The little book boy didn't dare to look at it, and the old woman had bad eyesight. After eating, Went back to the tent to sleep.
He Chunlai drank the last bit of vegetable soup,
Put down the bowl,
smiled,
a little free and easy,
also a little relieved,
said:
"I just went to kill some people, and the ghosts of those people are still lingering."
"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 aren't many pancakes left, but fortunately we're not far from 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 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 group of lice on your body, scratching you desperately, so as not to let you go. You cried out in pain, but it was enough to make you restless.
Fan Li took out the almost baked pancake, separated it into half, and handed it to He Chunlai, who had only drank the soup before.
He Chunlai had no temper at all and reached out to take the cake,
Then,
"Hiss, it's hot!"
The pancake has just been baked and is 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.
At night, after Fan Li had eaten enough and lay down to sleep, He Chunlai started to boil the sugar in the only pot he had, and then poured it on the fruit.
The next day,
his empty straw stick was filled with candied haws.
Team, set off again.
By afternoon,
A cavalry team appeared in front, which was the sentinel cavalry of Xuehai 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 hands and sat on it.
Then,
Fan Li started running,
running towards the 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 without stopping, and continued to run towards Pingye Uncle's Mansion.
At the door,
The sword maid jumped off Fan Li's shoulder. Instead of returning to the Earl's Mansion, she went to her master's place next door.
Fan Lize 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. , haven’t come back yet.
......
Outside the small courtyard next to Mr. Hirano,
the sword maid knocked on the door,
It was Liu Dahu who opened the door.
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 maid is the most popular among all the boys. 's dream lover.
Everyone thinks she is good-looking.
“Where is your father?” Sword Maid asked.
"Dad!" Liu Dahu shouted.
The Juggernaut 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 said: "Master, I really don't like your son, so don't kiss him."
“That’s not what it means to be 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 master what happened to her on the return trip.
The sword master frowned slightly,
He originally thought that the sword maid couldn't bear it anymore and advanced secretly, but he didn't expect...
But logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case.
He knew about Jian Maid’s physical condition, and it shouldn’t be like this, otherwise he would not have agreed to let Fan Li take Jian Maid to Yanjing.
Originally, he was thinking that as a swordsman, his eyes should not only have swords, but also the 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 so? 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 lucidum, licorice and so on. I Ask the big man to make vegetable soup and eat it on the way."
The sword master understood that the problem was here.
“It’s too much.”
“Huh?”
The 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 disappointedly:
"Master, I am so at a loss."
"What loss?"
"Originally, I thought that when I grow up, when I kill Zheng Fan, I will advance to the first level in one step, 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, it is ruined. , my dream is gone.”
“Who should I learn from, but I should learn from Zheng Fan?”
“No, Master.”
“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."
Sword Master Point He nodded,
and then,
He shook his head again.
"Master, what do you mean?"
"It has an impact, but it may not have an impact. Your path should not be impatient. You should walk more calmly. The original intention of the sword It's fast, but the more stable it is, the faster it is."
"What should we do, Master?"
"It's easy."
The sword master's index finger was placed between the sword maid's eyebrows.
He who was originally a little hunched over and walked a little sloppily 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, and she knelt down on the ground with a "pop" sound.
At this time,
the sword energy was no longer flowing in her body, as if she had The ninth-grade cultivation these days is 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, master, you..."
The Sword Master interrupted her,
said:
"Your dream is back again."< br>
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Don’t panic, there’s still a little more to come. (End of this chapter)