After Yun Zhong returned to Shaowu Escort Bureau, he drank for three consecutive days, which aroused the anger of the already listless Qiuhu Sword Spirit again. He chopped off the messy meridians in his abdomen again and again like the wind cutting through autumn grass. He still seemed to be a little uneasy with his hatred. , around the time of rest and qi movement, it is also necessary to stir up the qi, and there are even a few times where the inner qi of Yun Zhong in the qi movement is almost caused to wander and wander into the spiritual platform.
The most taboo for the movement of qi is the disordered flow of internal qi. If something goes wrong and reaches the limbs by mistake, at least one of the meridians will be swollen and itchy. Worse still, you will have to suffer the consequences of going crazy, which is extremely unbearable and will damage your cultivation. It is also inevitable, not to mention wandering into the spiritual platform, the consequences will be even worse.
But even so, Yun Zhong was helpless. This Qiuhu divine intention seemed to take root in his Dantian. Although he could mobilize his inner energy after entering the second realm, it was impossible for him to control Qiu's inner energy based on his own shallowness. The divine will of the Lake Sword was driven out of the Dantian, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger, often secretly swearing a few words to express his anger, wishing he could swallow dozens of kilograms of wine to rush out this damned divine will of the sword.
But in the end, he could only think about it for a moment. After swallowing dozens of kilograms of wine, he couldn't even say that he would be able to rush out the sword spirit from his abdomen. Instead, Qiuhu suddenly burst out, cutting all the meridians in his body into pieces, and there was a lot of pain in it. , I am afraid it will be more severe than the previous sufferings added to one place.
As for Xu Panding and Ertong, they changed glasses over the next few days, drinking until their faces turned red. Unfortunately, these guys really didn't know how much Yun Zhong drank, so they took turns and couldn't force Yun Zhong to lie down. In the end, I drank so much that I had a splitting headache and fell unconscious.
The business of the escort agency is a razor-sharp business, and life or death is determined by fate. However, every time the escort comes back, he has to get drunk. Firstly, he is glad that his life is safe, and secondly, he feels relieved. This has been the case since ancient times. Those who returned home alive after drinking for three days, and those who died in battle on the way, had white silk hangings silently outside their homes. Even if the whole family grieved, this could only be the case.
You just earn money by working hard, no one can complain.
Chu Yun's drinking capacity is still higher than that of Xu Panding, but he is not as good as Yun Zhong, a talented person who is born to be good at drinking. He can also be regarded as the first rank of Shaowu escort agency, so after three days of drinking together, He got up early and took Yun Zhong to the home of the bodyguard who died in the battle. Whether it was to express his condolences to his comrade or to comfort his family, he had to go there on behalf of the bodyguard.
"If you guessed it right, Brother Yun will not be seen again for a year and a half after returning to the sect." Chu Yun asked the young man beside him while riding a thin horse, full of alcohol.
"Eighty percent so," Yun Zhong laughed silently, "Since entering Nangong Mountain, I haven't been out for such a long time. I have to stay in the mountain for a while to consolidate my cultivation before coming down; if I wasn't the second person in this battle, Realm, but entering the third realm of virtual thoughts, no one in the escort agency will be missing."
"Although you have a good heart, what you say is wrong." Chu Yun shook his head and slowly reined in the reins. "In our profession, to put it harshly, life and death are determined by fate. In fact, every time a dart is sent, everyone has made arrangements for their funeral. West County is within the territory of Yizhang. Although the Jianghu sects are not as complex as those in the east, it is the most unsettled place due to rogue bandits and horse thieves. Therefore, when escorts are sent out, the escorts never show their prowess, let alone shout. Escort number.”
The young man frowned. In the past few days in the escort agency, it seemed that he had never heard a waiter call an escort, but he had never asked. He happened to be free today, so he asked, "Why?"
"The purpose of showing off one's escort authority is to alert the surrounding bandits and save enough face on the road. If the two parties are on friendly terms and show off one's escort power, the bandits who are aware of the situation will consciously make way for them. Go, even if you don't have much money recently, you can only rob dozens of taels of property, and you won't start a fight at all." The two of them walked side by side, and in the night, the sound of horse hooves was lonely.
"But mountain bandits are different from rogue bandits. The latter are rampant and commit many atrocities, and they don't even have the slightest friendship with the people in the escort agency." Chu Yun sighed, "I have seen people exchange daily leftovers with wild dogs for sight. Jiahuyuan, have you ever seen someone seeking skin from a tiger or a wolf? Therefore, even if you show off your escort power, it is useless."
"It's nothing unusual to die under the sword of such people, so don't take it upon yourself."
Yunzhong nodded, but still let out a long sigh.
Not far away, outside the door of a house, there was a white silk hanging.
The two of them dismounted voluntarily and tied themselves to the railing on the roadside. Chu Yun took the first step and knocked gently on the door.
After a long time, staggering footsteps were heard in the house, and the door of the house was slowly opened. An old woman pushed the door open, turned around and left. She seemed to already know who was visiting, and said tremblingly, "You two are from the escort agency. There are some people stopping in the main hall." It’s not convenient to welcome you two because of the coffin, so I’ll just sit in the courtyard for now while I make a pot of tea for you two.”
"Old man, you don't need to worry so much. The two of us are here to take a look and express our condolences without drinking tea." Chu Yun took two steps, helped the old woman sit down, and spoke softly.
The old woman sat down and looked at her eyebrows, which were slightly swollen, but her words were still calm and elegant, as if she was speaking in a homely manner, "My son has been in the escort agency for six or seven years, and he has even forgotten about me. This is just a matter of time." There is no escort business that does not involve risks. The horse thieves on the North Road did not want to cross Panmaling, but they really thought it was just a small business delivering goods, and they made enough money. It was only now that I remembered that this Human lives in this industry are as worthless as grass and trees.”
The words were spoken calmly and peacefully, but Chu Yun and Yun Zhong, who had originally wanted to speak out to comfort them, choked on their prepared words in their throats and did not know how to speak.
"Head of the escort, I wonder if my son is doing his best when he is in the escort agency?" After a moment of pause, the old woman raised her head and asked.
"Ju Ziliang is at the forefront of the escort agency in both skill and courage. He is also kind-hearted and well-connected." Chu Yun spoke, but the words he spoke were extremely dry.
"That's good," the old woman smiled, "when I was only six or seven years old, my husband died of a sudden illness. It has been twenty or thirty years, and private schools are hard to find. They are all the little things I learned in my early years. Wen Mo teaches his son, if this is really the case, then my hard work and hard work have not been in vain."
Chu Yun's face was very cold, and finally he sighed, took out the bag of silver, put it on the table and said, "The amount of silver distributed by the Escort Bureau is nearly fifty taels. The elderly can also receive money from the Escort Bureau every month. , live a good life and enjoy your old age."
The old woman waved her hand and said, "Well, I'd better ask my son and wife to collect this money. At least I have left a single seedling in the Ju family. Although I am poor, I can still support myself and my grandchildren. Just don't make my grandchildren miserable." "
The wrinkles on the old woman's face were criss-crossed in the dim light, and there were continuous ravines. There was not much sadness at all, and her words were gentle, so she seemed very measured. But the more so, the more it made Yun Zhong feel sad.
"As I get older, even if I want to take care of the affairs of my sons and descendants, I will inevitably be unable to do so. I once advised Ziliang that it is better to learn more about dancing with guns and sticks, even if my family is not well-off. I have to study for a while on my own, so that I can live comfortably in the future. But now, I know that no matter whether you are a rich scholar or a mediocre person, if you don’t have a family to support you, you must have abilities comparable to those of ancient ministers. , can you barely step into the ranks of literati."
"Although the bodyguard has his back to the wind and rain, the money he earns is really not comparable to that of a rural teacher. He has forgotten that there is no such thing as a good job in the world. It is only because I was confused for a while and shouldn't have done it." Ask your son to step through this door." While speaking, the old woman looked at Yun Zhong and sighed, "This is the first time I've seen this young man today. I shouldn't have to rely on empty jobs and promised years to talk, but still Allow me to say more, but if there is another way to make a living, it would be best to get out of this business this morning."
"For many years, Shaowu ancient town has often hung white silk ribbons. A piece of white silk silk is the life of a child, and it is difficult for the family to afford it."
After a long time, the two of them paid their respects to Ju Ziliang's coffin, stepped out to say goodbye, and mounted their horses without saying a word. It was not until they turned around the street that they heard crying in the courtyard.
The son's life is exchanged for a bag of silver, the widow is an orphan, and the mother is alone.
Chu Yun wiped the corners of her eyes and said softly, "Let's go home."
The summer wind can float the white silk ruler, but it is difficult for every family to survive.
