Yun Zhong still practices sword practice every day and moves forward slowly with the caravan.
If there was any difference, it was that since the competition, the looks in the eyes of many people in the caravan were no longer the same as they had been in the past few days. Instead, the admiration in their eyes was stronger. During the meal, many people chatted with him. Of course, there was one exception among these people. Apart from chatting, drinking Shuoshu wine was the most important thing.
Yun Zhong is not stingy either. Compared with himself, Tang Bufeng's drinking capacity is really poor. Often when Yun Zhong was still not drunk, his brother Tang was already lying drunkenly in the carriage, snoring so loudly that the horses were so disturbed by the snoring that they wanted to bite Tang Bufeng a few times when they saw him. A few mouth kicks and a few hoof kicks can also relieve the hatred in the heart.
Another night of sitting cross-legged to circulate the Qi continuously, until the east turned pale.
Yun Zhong asked himself, his talent was probably not outstanding, and he had no ability to draw parallels when learning swordsmanship. Whether what his master said earlier in the Yalong Forest was true or false, he already had the answer in his mind. What Wu Shuang said was a little off, probably due to countless vast and dangerous peaks.
It's not that he is gifted, but that he is so inferior that he cannot be seen directly. He is just a disciple. Since the master lied for the first time in order to save the disciple's face, how could he, the disciple, tell the truth.
All I can do is make up for my weakness with diligence. Therefore, for several days in a row, the young man could see the edge of the goose-yellow skirt on the horizon, transforming into a golden carp and leaping to the sky. Diligence is hard to make up for, it was so hard, and the young man could only feel that the internal energy in his meridians was still flowing slowly. After a while, he might not be able to see the foot of the mountain in the second realm.
Tang Bufeng was also a martial arts madman. Regardless of whether it was sunny or rainy, he would definitely use the sword a thousand times every day. However, he seemed to have no way of practicing, so he could still sleep peacefully after drinking two ounces of good wine at night.
The young man lay back. After a night of hard work and effort, his mind was finally overwhelmed. Sleepiness came over him, and it seemed that his eyelids were tightly locked.
The young man had rested enough that day and returned to the carriage. He happened to meet Han Xi squatting next to the horse's hooves. He didn't look like an expert at all.
Han Xi told him that it was not that he did not want to take the title of Lao Gui, but that those with the title of Lao Gui were often the most skilled in the caravans. When encountering bandits, 80% of them could be identified. Be the first to kill; besides, when the leader of the Qiling group gathers in the old house, it is inevitable that there are some thieves and bandits who do not know the details. Most of the names and portraits of the people who have won the title of Lao Gui in each term are hung in the cottage, making it even more difficult to escape.
The young man was puzzled and said that with my brother's skills, although he didn't know whether he was higher or lower than Tang Bufeng, he wouldn't be in a situation where he couldn't cope with it. Why not take this title down so that he could get more of it when doing business? Some reward money.
Han Xi said that among the strong, there is a strong hand. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Who can be undefeated in the world? The most taboo thing is to underestimate the enemy. Never underestimate the grass in the wilderness. No one can be sure. In a remote village, who is sitting in command? What a powerful master.
The honest man told the young man an old story that he heard in his early years. It was probably that there was a famous general in Qi Ling. There is nothing to criticize. However, such a brave general in his prime of life stumbled on his horse in an unknown small village and was beheaded by a leader of the village who wielded two daggers. He was killed instantly.
There is a saying in the world that weapons are stronger when they are longer and more dangerous when they are shorter. A long gun naturally has an advantage over a short sword, but it was still killed cleanly. It is enough to see the head of the weapon. The purpose is high.
Therefore, although Lao Gui's salary is much richer than that of an ordinary class leader, the dangers in a year are enough to kill countless skilled martial arts veterans several times. Han Xi said that his mother was still at home, and his wife and children were waiting for his return. It would not be worth it if he died on the road.
Han Xi, who was somewhat emotional, also said that this world has attracted countless heroes and young men to flock to him, but life is still important. His life may not be worth a few taels of silver, but the lives of the children in the family cannot be bought with a thousand pieces of gold.
Tang Bufeng, who was very drunk in the carriage, stuck his head out of the Yunzhong carriage, curled his lips and said, "You are such a coward. Since you are making a living in the world, why should you be a little heroic? How can you be such a coward?" It's better to go home and be a hunter.
But Han Xi just grinned, said goodbye and left, with the big ox-horn bow behind him.
When Yun Zhong came back to his senses, and when his pajamas were thickening, he felt that the man's back was a little desolate when he left.
It seems that if you take a trip through the world, you will always see frivolous talents like Tang Bufeng who are obsessed with martial arts, and you will also see far more frustrated people than the former.
"Jianghu, what on earth is this?"
"You know how to be sad for spring and autumn at a young age. This is not the behavior of young heroes." The joking words came from around him, and he seemed to be a little sleepy.
The young man snorted coldly, "Is this what Young Hero did for drinking so much every day? I'm not the poor owner of a family with a big business. You don't drink enough, but you seem to be making progress every day?"
The speaker was naturally Tang Bufeng. At this moment, he put his chicken coop-like head behind his head and leaned lazily on the side of the carriage. He looked like he was hungover from yesterday and slept until daybreak before going out for a walk.
"Brother, I have to remind you that when you are away from home, it is always beneficial to be suspicious of others' words." Tang Bufeng found a piece of cloth from nowhere and tied the hair on the back of his head. Gather them all, and then tie them into a knot gently and deftly, making it look much neater immediately.
"I also want to figure out all the strategies, but I am tired of calculating and being suspicious all day long. Just practicing swordsmanship is already very stressful for me, let alone guessing people's hearts. Brother Han treats me well, even if he is someone else. If there is a secret, it has nothing to do with me, not to mention that it is difficult for everyone to be away from home, so Brother Tang should not embarrass Brother Han anymore." The young man was really sleepy. He had not slept all night, and even though he was moving his Qi, he didn't have much strength. However, the energy consumption was too overbearing, making it difficult for him to exert any energy at the moment.
Tang Bufeng didn't know the overwhelming sleepiness in the young man's mind at this moment. He scratched his head and said, "That's right. Maybe my mood is not right. Although there are some bad things heard from hearsay, maybe Han Xi is not a bad person. If I say this to my brother, I will Just stop embarrassing him."
"One more thing." Tang Bufeng said
"What's the matter? I'm sleepy."
Tang Bufeng was stunned, "Did you stay up all night last night?"
"It's okay to be homesick. There's nothing to be ashamed of." Yun Zhong put his arms behind his head and breathed gradually evenly.
"I really can't see how you can still be homesick with your temperament?" Tang Bufeng smiled, "I have no home anyway."
"It's the same, it's almost the same, but I just miss my childhood friend a little bit."
Yun Zhong was about to speak but stopped, looking at the sky, the mountains were cool with clouds and mist.
