Chapter 326 Parents and Tutors
Since he knew that his son was still alive, Shen Mubai did not panic.
Indeed, An Jing seemed to be involved in some big events beyond her imagination, and it seemed that she was a divine destiny in some mythical story... But these could only prove one thing, that is, An Jing was fine.
Although Shen Mubai was still a little nervous when he heard Mr. Shu talking about An Jing's killing of the three masters, the more he listened to it, the more he felt happy. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and even the old lady's makeup as a disguise was a little loose.
If the concerned people around him weren't all members of the Tianyi Cult team, this anomaly might have been discovered!
Of course, she did not set out immediately, nor did she blindly believe in the storyteller's words. Instead, she prepared carefully for a whole ten days.
Shen Mubai, like the An family, is a descendant of the military conquest army. Although Shen Mubai's talent is average, her upbringing has given her extraordinary patience and stability.
During this period, Shen Mubai steadily prepared supplies and cooked herbs. She prepared luggage with dry food, sharpened a long knife, and purchased a set of village raincoats with animal skins common in northern Xinjiang to dress up as a rogue trader.
After carefully preparing the Zhuangxue Powder, taking it, and entering the state of inner breath like a river, Shen Mubai resigned from his job in Huanyi, saying that he was going back to his hometown to retire, and then he left Beirui City and headed towards Broken Edge Mountain direction to move forward.
"This An Jing's mother... is also a ruthless person."
Watching this scene, the demon disciples of the Tianyi Demon Sect couldn't help but smack their lips: "If it were me, if I knew that my son was not only not dead, but also became a god, even if he had the brains not to show off, he would definitely be restless. , made a quick preparation and then hit the road. "
"But this one was able to endure his temper and continue his plan to improve his strength. After making all preparations, he took all the supplies and set off calmly!"
"That's not good."
Another demon disciple sighed: "It's no wonder that the leader of Ren'an is appointed by God. My mother can lose the house even playing Pai Gow, and even exported me. If God hadn't taught me to stutter, I wouldn't be able to point it out now." In which beggar's den are you begging for food with your broken limbs?"
"If my mother were like An Kuishou's mother, would I be like this bear now?"
"If only your mother had taught you a few more words, you wouldn't be like this."
Even Bai Qinghan was very surprised by Shen Mubai's decision-making: "No wonder senior brother is very planned and patient in his work. It turns out that the tutor is like this..."
Using a water mirror to observe Shen Mubai's actions, Bai Qinghan couldn't help but sigh, lowering his eyes in deep thought, as if recalling his parents.
Those are some really bad memories.
In contrast to the two, she was not jealous, but had a deep determination.
——This may indeed be an opportunity to understand An Jing better.
same period of time.
Northern Border, Northern Barbarian tribes.
In the awe-inspiring north wind, snowflakes the size of fingernails fell on the raised fingers of a Dachen man wearing a wild animal skin coat, and then melted into water droplets by a heat wave.
You can tell from his appearance that he is a scholar. He has a strong physique and a good level of cultivation. Although he is not high, he is still respected by the stupidest northern barbarians. Not to mention that the chief of the tribe values this visitor from the south very much, and the other party does. Leading them out of many difficulties.
This Dachen man, who was well-received among the northern barbarian tribes, thought that he would no longer be surprised by some things. In the past two or three years, he had survived dozens of times and had already developed a heart as strong as steel. heart.
But when he really saw the message on the letter in his hand, he couldn't help but tremble, shocked, and even trembled his lips, trying to say a name.
"Brother Qianshan, what's wrong?"
Behind him, the curtain of the Tagu tribe's tent was opened, and a giant that was so majestic and unbelievable walked out.
The Dachen man is already considered strong, and even by the standards of a martial arts test, he can be said to be handsome and majestic. However, this northern barbarian giant is four heads taller than him and nearly three times as wide. Even if it is The ferocious bears that hunt in the wilderness are probably no different from him.
This is the ‘giant spirit species’ of the Chenli Tieli tribe. Tie Li is said to have inherited the bloodline of his ancient ancestors, and from time to time, lucky ones chosen by God will appear and have the ability to swallow gold, chew iron, and have infinite strength.
Such a giant spirit is the natural leader of each tribe. As soon as he appears, the surrounding barbarians who are carrying supplies all clap their chests and salute.
The giant spirit smiled and raised his hand to greet all the people who saluted him, but his attention was still focused on his brother: "Brother An, why are you so surprised? Last time you took us through the Howling Wolf Forest, I didn't see you feeling so anxious when we were crossing the frozen river. "And if you want to say I'm surprised, you have to say 'shocked', not panic."
An Qianshan habitually corrects the idioms that the giant spirit uses incorrectly. On normal days, he will also explain the differences between several words, so that this unexpectedly smart giant spirit can better understand the beauty of Dachen culture.
But now, he was staring at the handwriting on the letter paper and said with great emotion: "Although the winter wolves in the Wolf Howling Forest are ferocious and cruel, and the Ice-free River is also bitingly cold, they can be lured away with traps after all. Crossed by a driftwood bridge.”
"But this time, I got the news about my son...Although it is unbelievable and unbelievable,...I have always believed that he is a person who is beyond the imagination of a mediocre mortal like me, and is the unicorn that I have settled in. Son!"
The giant spirit looked at the content on the letter with curiosity. He could read it fluently and quickly understood all the content on it. Then he showed a stunned expression: "This, this, this is really shocking..."
"That's not how it works..."
An Qianshan sighed. He was used to teaching his son so quickly that he could draw inferences about other things after just a few words. It was really a headache to go back and teach this northern barbarian giant spirit.
But he would not be impatient with the other party... because if it were not for the rescue of this giant spirit named 'Takuo Wolf', he would have died in Qingyu Pass where Dachen abandoned him.
Contrary to what everyone thought, the officers and soldiers at Qingyuguan had already withdrawn before the Northern Barbarians invaded. Although they could not withstand the fierce Northern Barbarians' 100,000-strong army, they retreated without any resistance. , the action of handing Qingyu Pass to others really made all the people who were unable to retreat with the army and were abandoned in Qingyu Pass extremely desperate.
But precisely because of this, because they did not expend much effort in Qingyuguan, An Qianshan and other people who were stranded in Qingyuguan by the Frost Tribulation were not massacred in retaliation. Instead, most of them were captured and used as slaves or recruited as craftsmen. .
An Qianshan originally thought that he would be captured, cast a spell, and become a martial slave of the Northern Barbarians. No matter what happened, he would be like the Dachen Army, leaving the people like them in the wind and frost, leaving them to be frozen by nature. for the corpse.
But he never thought that after realizing that he was a scholar, the giant spirit named Takulang did not make him a slave. Instead, he took him to a bookstore occupied by them.
In the bookstore, various classics and books were piled together. Although it was a bit chaotic, it was obvious that this group of northern barbarians had tried their best to organize them, and his task was to organize the books in front of him into categories and list them. Good directory roster, sent back to the tribe.
"Do you like reading?"
"Dachen people, we Tie Li have our own martial arts books, but the more books, the better."
"Do you understand?"
"I don't really understand. But you have to prepare it, just like you have to save food that you can't eat. Maybe it will be used in the future."
"I can teach you."
"You know? You know how to teach me?"
"I will. I will do it all."
"Then maybe you can be my teacher."
This was his encounter with Takulang.
The strength of the Taku tribe where Takulang is located is very average. There is no shortage of priests, warriors, or scholars who can read through the classics among the real Northern Barbarian tribes. Chenli has its own civilization and culture, its own country and laws, but these are only known to large tribes. .
The Tagu tribe, a new tribe that has existed for less than three hundred years, has no such foundation at all, and even the inheritance of the warlocks in the tribe is fragmented.
Takulang wanted to worship An Qianshan, who could indeed easily interpret metaphors in various books, but An Qianshan knew how much he weighed, so he declined.
Since then, Takuolang has treated An Qianshan brothers with respect and respect them very much.
In this case, An Qianshan gradually gave up the idea of just eating for a living, and instead tried his best to help them.
(End of chapter)