My brother-in-law was a little tired. It seemed that the mountain-protecting formation had taken a lot of energy out of him.
"How about it, isn't the Shushan Formation powerful?"
Although Ying Wuming was tired, his eyes were bright and he was a little excited.
"Amazing! The entire mountain of books turns out to be a large formation. When it is turned on, the sound of books is loud and breathtaking. If it is moved, the pen is like a sword, and the inkstone is like a mountain. Three thousand bamboo slips are overwhelming, and I can't break it."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Shushan is also a famous place for calligraphy in the world, so it naturally has its own extraordinary features."
Ying Wuming said: "But it is also very useful for sharpening martial arts. I saw that they were just trapping me, so I guessed that your life is not in danger."
Jiang Fan couldn't help but praise: "Okay, brother-in-law, you've made some progress."
Ying Wuming shook his head: "It's just a feeling, the formation doesn't have murderous intent."
Jiang Fan nodded, Shushan's attitude towards him was a bit strange, and he didn't care whether the nagging Arrogance was his crush. I always feel that I am not very welcome here, and even somewhat hostile.
Ask yourself and Shushan have never crossed paths, so where does the hostility come from? Could it be that, as I guessed, coming from Shushan and Yinglu were related to Lu Qinghou?
It stands to reason that Yinglu is more likely. After all, Yinglu is the one who cares most about this matter, and it is on his territory.
But after all, Jiang Fan, as Tianhu, knew a secret. Yinglu was from Xia, but Lu Qinghou was from Chu.
One of these two people defected from Xia to lead the Chu army, and the other was an exile from Chu and fought for Xia. Their identities were very strange.
But in any case, Lu Qinghou had already served in Daxia, and the pursuit and interception of him this time was enough to make an explanation to Yinglu, so there was no need to pursue him.
Therefore, the possibility of Yinglu is very high.
But based on all the information, no relationship between Yinglu and Shushan was found. On the contrary, I heard that Shushan was very dissatisfied with a sinister and vicious person like Yinglu.
Neither Can Ling nor Zhang Kuang acknowledged whether the stories they told were true or false. Not only was it difficult to judge, but Jiang Fan was not sure whether it was because of their relationship.
After all, all the information and wild guesses he had from Scale Claw cannot be regarded as confirmed facts.
Just as he was thinking about it, the sloppy scholar came back.
He looked a little embarrassed. Before Jiang Fan could ask any questions, he asked first: "How are you? Are you arrogant?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "She is a very strange woman. It is true that she is fickle and spontaneous, but her moodiness is not obvious."
"Consider yourself lucky."
The sloppy scholar grabbed the wine bottle and wanted to drink, but Jiang Fan held him down.
"Tell me, what is your relationship with Zhang Kuang?"
The sloppy scholar shook his head repeatedly: "It doesn't matter. Anyone who wants to have anything to do with her must have something wrong with their brains."
"Really not?" Jiang Fan said solemnly.
The sloppy scholar was stunned, and slowly let go of the gourd: "...what identity do you intend to use to ask me?"
Jiang Fan's eyes were gloomy. After a moment, he let go of his hand and smiled: "Friend."
The sloppy scholar immediately shook his head: "That means no. It has nothing to do with her, and I don't have any friends."
Jiang Fan wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction: "You're sour and smelly, so it's normal to have no friends. But you seem to have a lot of enemies. It's only been a day, how did you end up like this?"
Yes, the slovenly scholar must have looked like this after repeated battles. His already tattered robe was torn to shreds, with one thigh exposed.
There were several scars on other exposed parts. Judging from the freshness, they were not caused at the same time. That's why Jiang Fan guessed that he had gone through several battles.
The sloppy scholar drank wine: "It's okay. I met some old friends while I was free."
"You old friend is very ruthless." Jiang Fan said with a half-smile.
The sloppy scholar snorted: "They didn't get any benefits either."
Jiang Fan didn't ask who it was, and just said: "I need help, and I'm saying this as a friend."
The sloppy scholar waved his hand: "I told you I have no friends, just some trivial matters, drinking and drinking."
Jiang Fan said with a smile: "You don't seem to have a high drinking capacity. You get drunk as soon as you drink, but you can keep drinking. It's a bit similar to that arrogance."
The sloppy scholar muttered: "I never drank with her..."
Jiang Fan laughed, raised his head and leaned on the soft seat: "Life is like a banquet. You wake up sober, walk away in a daze, revel in drunkenness, and lose your memory after waking up... Why bother?"
The sloppy scholar is a little stunned...
Jiang Fan lay there for a while, no longer caring about him, and took out the translation of Old Man Can Ling from his arms and read it carefully.
As I watched, my breathing suddenly became heavy, my eyes suddenly brightened, I couldn't hold back a trace of excitement and ecstasy, and even my fingers were trembling violently...
——
This sudden ecstasy was finally suppressed by Jiang Fan with great perseverance. He glanced slightly at the sloppy scholar with squinted eyes and drunkenness. I don't know if he noticed it.
Jiang Fan gathered his thoughts and was about to take a closer look when he was interrupted.
Ying Wuming shouted loudly from outside: "Be careful!"
At the same time, the sloppy scholar suddenly crushed the gourd, and Jiang Fan was lifted into the sky by the shaking light and jumped out of the carriage.
The carriage under his feet suddenly fell apart.
The elbows and armpits were transformed. Jiang Fan was surprised when he suddenly discovered that more than a dozen figures appeared in front of him, and the waves around him were flowing, and the entire area of 100 feet was enveloped in a large formation.
The iron certificate of the alchemy book in the sloppy scholar's arms slowly emerged.
"We were careless. Someone set up an ambush. They only waited for us to enter the formation and then activated the formation, leaving us with no escape."
Jiang Fan naturally understood the situation: "They must have laid the road ahead for a long time."
Ying Wuming had jumped off his horse and clenched his fists to block the two of them.
"Five saints and ten venerables."
Jiang Fan was shocked. What a big battle!
Yaoguang said in a deep voice: "It's mainly the five saints. The ten venerables are used to maintain the operation of the formation. This formation is not for killing, but for sealing. There is no murderous intention brewing until we enter It was activated only in the middle of the formation, so we didn’t notice it.”
Jiang Fan squinted at the other person approaching: "It seems like he is an old friend."
Yaoguang said: "It's the person who chased us before. My lord...you have to be careful. I'm injured now and I can't exert much fighting power."
Jiang Fan nodded, a wave of light flashed through, and Mr. Tian's defensive gourd was activated immediately.
And the last big gourd was also held in his hands. Jiang Fan even took off his necklace.
He didn't pull out the green snake. In the battle in front of him, his cultivation level was of no use at all.
"Hold on, I've made arrangements in advance. If you hold on to a stick of incense, someone should come."
Yaoguang's alchemy iron ticket was divided into ten, protecting the two of them.
In this current situation, Ying Wuming is the most important fighting force, and his cloak has already floated.
The other party, masked with black cloth, has already come closer.
"Your Majesty, as I said before, please surrender and we will send you back to your country."
