The poem says: "
Don't ask where you are wandering, but talk about the world over a glass of wine.
Who can be as heroic as me? If you don't serve the country, you won't be a hero. "
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The road is long, and there is no end in sight. Only the changing mountain scenery on both sides tells pedestrians that they are always moving forward.
The motorcade drove all the way east, under the scorching sun, without ever stopping for a moment. But I don’t know what valuables are contained in the big box on this car.
Qu Zhiruo was sitting in the back of a carriage, his head lowered and silent. He was no longer willful and lively. He was just worried about his father and sister, and even more worried about himself.
Qin Xiao was beside her, thinking of ideas to tease her from time to time, but the results were not good.
In Qu Zhiruo's eyes, Qin Xiao was just a mortal, and he could only talk the talk, could do nothing, and could not be counted on at all.
From time to time, she looked at Ye Ling who was lying on a pile of hay, as if she still placed her hope on this man who made her sister care about her.
After another day's journey, we finally found a town to rest before the sun completely set.
This town is so poor that there is not even a hotel, only a roadside shack where an elderly man and his wife make steamed buns and steamed stuffed buns to make a living.
Even after driving for a day and a night, the horse has to rest even if the person is not tired.
Wang Shu asked people to take the horses to feed them first, and then asked everyone to go to the shed to prepare meals and sleep on the carriage at night.
As a prostitute who lives in the open air, he naturally has no complaints.
It's just that there is no main road here, and there are very few tourists coming and going. The small shop only caters to locals, so there is not much material to make. I met a group of big and thick men, and each of them could only eat two steamed buns, so they could only drink more water to feel full.
Xu Nuo was taken care of by Xu Guo, and Ye Ling followed Master Jiu into the shed to eat.
Ye Ling took the two steamed buns and thought of the past: "It's been a long time since I've eaten steamed buns from Aunt Wang's house next door. I don't know how my aunt is doing and whether she can still knead her dough."
Master Jiu smoked his pipe and said, "Steamed buns are a good thing. If everyone in this world can afford steamed buns, the world will be at peace."
Sitting on a bench next to him, Qin Xiao held two steamed buns and was about to eat them when his peripheral vision fell on two ragged children.
The two children hid behind the pillar and did not dare to get closer. They only leaned half over and stared eagerly at the steamed buns in Qin Xiao's hands.
When Qin Xiao saw it, he walked over with a smile and handed the steamed buns to the two children: "Eat it."
The two children looked at each other and didn't dare to answer.
"Take it!"
Qin Xiao couldn't help but stuff the buns into their dark little bodies. In his hand, he still had a smile on his face.
The two children didn't say anything, and ran away with the buns in their arms without looking back.
Qin Xiao watched them leave, then sighed softly, turned around and sat down to drink water.
Master Jiu blew out a puff of smoke and said with a smile: "Without food in my stomach, it will be hard to endure the long night."
"I've long been used to it." Qin Xiao held the bowl and drank water with a distant look in his eyes: "I've been hungry much more than I've been full. If I were to face the dazzling mountain delicacies and the boundless sea food all day long, I would be the opposite. It’s inedible.”
At this moment, Ye Ling suddenly gave one of his steamed buns to Qin Xiao: "If I give both to you, I'm afraid you won't dare to accept it."
Master Jiu followed suit and said with a smile: "As people get older, their bellies are smaller. This white-flour steamed bun is enough."
Qin Xiao accepted it with a smile and started to eat. He was obviously hungry.
After eating two steamed buns, I actually still had more to say, but I couldn't show it on my face.
"By the way," Qin Xiao returned the wooden sword to Ye Ling and said, "Swordsman, you shouldn't give up your sword."
Ye Ling stared at the wooden sword but did not take it: "I told you, I gave it to you."
"I can't bear it," Qin Xiao shook his head and smiled, pointing to the rusty iron sword on his waist, and said: "I already have a peerless magic weapon, the best sword in the world, I can't be greedy anymore!"
Master Jiu smiled when he heard this: "Just a piece of rusty scrap metal? It's not as transparent as my cigarette rod!"
Qin smiled and said nothing: "I am a peerless magic weapon!"
Ye Lingwei declined. The moment he reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, the wooden sword seemed to tremble slightly, which made him realize something in his heart.
"Sure enough, you're still here."
Ye Ling lowered his head and stroked the wooden sword, as if he was reunited with an old friend, with a complicated expression on his face.
"Senior...Ye Ling," Qin Xiao blurted out, but almost forgot that Ye Ling forbade him to address his senior: "How can you use an unsheathed wooden sword to fight against the enemy?"
Ye Ling didn't answer but asked: "Why do you want to fight against the enemy?"
Qin Xiao couldn't help but be startled: "Isn't it possible to use a sword to fight against the enemy?"
"I no longer want to swing my sword," Ye Ling put away the wooden sword and said, "When you hurt others, you also hurt yourself."
After saying that, Ye Ling turned around and left, returned to the carriage and lay down in the hay.
Qin Xiao glanced at Master Jiu, who smiled and said: "Little Ye Zi is in a good mood and talks a lot today. If something happens to you, you have to take advantage of the opportunity."
Upon hearing this, Qin Xiao hurriedly followed, climbed onto the carriage, and reached Ye Ling's side: "Were you a monk before?"
Ye Ling couldn't deny it, but said: "Not anymore."
"Why?"
"I can't, let alone don't want to."
Qin Xiao frowned and said: "What does this mean? All capable people stay away from me. An ordinary person like me wants to be a swordsman, but it is difficult to provide food and clothing."
Ye Ling became somewhat interested and turned to look at Qin Xiao: "Why are you practicing swordsmanship?"
"I want to become stronger!" Qin Xiao's eyes were firm: "I want to be able to help others and become a hero!"
"Xia?"
Ye Ling's expression was complicated. He always felt that this word was too big. He had never thought about it. He can't even protect himself or those around him, let alone others.
Qin Xiaoxuan spoke again: "When I was young, my family was in dire straits and we had no way to survive, but it happened to be a year of great disaster and everyone died. I was lucky and survived."
His tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter casually. But behind every word, there seemed to be blood and tears.
"It's the same for a mortal like me, who depends on the sky for food and is loyal to the imperial court. No life is easy. If there is a slight change, people will die like grass. It's the same everywhere I go. Life is like an ant. Exalted.”
Ye Ling nodded secretly. He spent his childhood safely in Yunlan Town, followed his master to Taixu Peak, and never left the world again. It wasn't until outside Amaterasu that he realized the suffering of the people again.
It should be as deep as Qin Xiao said.
Having said this, Qin Xiao took off the iron sword from his waist and handed it to Ye Ling for viewing.
Ye Ling unsheathed his sword, but it was made of ordinary iron, rusty, and had a weak edge. There was really no redeeming quality.
Qin smiled and said: "This is the sword of an old swordsman I met. In order to save the people who were captured by the bandits, he went up the mountain alone to break into the stronghold. As a result, he was shot by random arrows. Before he died, he gave this sword to Me. From then on, he is my sword, and I also named him 'Pixia', which is just right for me, a hero!"
As he spoke, Qin Xiao stood up and pointed at the stars in the night sky: "One day, I will become the best swordsman in the world and let the world look up to me. Then I will act chivalrously, save people in danger, and make bad people scared and good people scared. Yearning to smooth out the injustices in the world!"
Ye Ling smiled when he heard this and put away his sword: "Is this the reason why you overestimate your capabilities and almost starve to death?"
Qin Xiao heard this and sat down again: "Everything in this world must be done by someone, especially heroes. There is a tight shortage of heroes. If I don't do it, no one will do it!"
Ye Ling didn't answer. He didn't know what a hero was, let alone why there was a shortage of heroes in the world...
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The carriage is still on the road——
It is said that after entering Taiyue City, there is so much prosperity along the way. You can always see densely populated villages and caravans traveling back and forth.
Qu Zhiruo changed into a man's clothes to hide his identity. She knew that her father was taken to Taiyue City, so she followed the escort agency all the way.
Her injury has healed, and she used the herbs in Ye Lingbiyu's fingers. But Ye Ling didn't agree to help her save her sister. This was two different things.
But Qin Xiao kept patting Qu Zhiruo's chest: "With this hero here, I will definitely rescue your sister!"
After more than ten days of work, the convoy finally arrived outside Taiyue City.
Ye Ling looked from a distance, but all he saw was that the imperial capital was majestic and majestic, as if it was not a scene from the human world: "
The dragon dances in the forbidden city thousands of miles away, and its shadow has been traced after passing through many passes.
It is located in all directions and extends to the sky, with access to the town in eight directions.
Where the sun is always bright and prosperous, the stars always shine on the Taiping Palace.
The magnificent Taiyue Mountain in Kyoto is worthy of a royal emperor. "
Taiyue City covers an area of more than a thousand miles and is home to hundreds of millions of people. In the very center is the imperial city, and close to the edge of the city wall are the mortal residences.
There was constant traffic at the city gate, and there was no difference between mortals and monks. In Taiyue City, the criminal law is strict and the people live in peace. This is how it is.
The walls of the imperial capital are more than fifty feet high and stretch for thousands of miles. There are soldiers patrolling the walls. All of them have bright armor and strong physiques. They are at least at the Huiling Realm.
Ye Ling was shocked, but he didn't expect that all the troops stationed in the imperial city were monks, which showed their amazing combat power.
Looking further forward, the city gate is more than ten feet wide on the left and right, and thirty feet high. There are constant pedestrians and traffic.
Entering the city, you will see another grand scene, exactly: "
There are several floors of bustling streets, with rows of people coming and going; the streets below are miles wide, and horses and carriages are full of smiles. The pavilions on both sides are a hundred feet high, and they are well-proportioned and look like a painting. The hawking of trademarks is eye-catching, and the sound of drums and music is lingering. The bustle of people turned into a bustling city, and it was only a small business at the edge of the city. "
Ye Ling has been to several big cities, but the scale and prosperity are far inferior to the Taiyue Imperial Capital. Sure enough, it is where the emperor is, and the Celestial Dynasty is in the city.
Qin Xiao on the side has never seen such a prosperous scene. His eyes are looking everywhere, and he only regrets that the two long ones are not enough: "This is Taiyue City, it is so lively. In my life, even if I die, I will not be able to use it." You must die here to be worthy of my status as a hero!"
The convoy moved forward slowly, and it took a long time to turn a corner and embark on the north-south road. There are still Kuihu cars driving on the avenue, and business here is obviously better. It is rare to see idle Kuihu cars running on the street.
Ye Ling thought to himself, wondering if his elder brother was in Taiyue City now. Where was the third brother Wu Qing taken again. And Xiaobai, Xu Hong...how are they doing?
Ye Ling sometimes didn't dare to think that he was now a useless person and could not count on anything.
After about half a day, the motorcade stopped at the entrance of a pawn shop. Wang Shu got out of the car and entered the shop. Not long after, he came out with a steward and took the car to the backyard to inspect the unloading.
As soon as Qu Zhiruo entered Taiyue City, he had something on his mind and wanted to leave to inquire about his father's whereabouts, but Ye Ling grabbed him and asked, "Are you going to find your father and sister?"
Qu Zhiruo held his mouth and shouted: "I don't want you to worry about it. I will do my own thing!"
Ye Ling frowned and whispered: "Don't be arrogant. If you get yourself into trouble, who can save your family's lives?"
After hearing this, Qu Zhiruo was no longer in a hurry to leave, but his eyes were slightly red and he asked: "What should I do? Tell me, what should I do?"
Ye Ling comforted her and said: "Don't worry, your father is an official of the imperial court. Even if he is guilty, he will not be executed soon. When you first arrive in Taiyue City, you must be careful in everything to avoid any mishaps again!"
