I don’t know when I also had the thoughts of a saint. Could it be that this strange theory that the butt determines the head is actually true? After sitting in the position of the Marquis of the Tang Dynasty for a long time, he began to care about the world and seek the welfare of all living beings?
Shaking his head, he drove this strange thought out of his mind. Nothing in the world is static, let alone something as elusive as the mind. Even the evil men of the ninth generation could become Buddhas after laying down their butcher's sword. It is not too strange that a good young man like me suddenly became a heroic figure who served the country and the people.
He slept soundly all night, and even the strange noises outside did not affect Xiao Han's dream.
On the morning of the next day, Xiao Han, who was feeling sick all over, had woken up early.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel like my face is wet. Xiao Han half-opened his sleepy eyes and stretched out for a long time.
My hand stretched out a little too long and seemed to touch something, something warm, soft, and furry...
"Scared! What the hell?" Xiao Han was startled and stopped being confused, and quickly jumped up from the bed. Taking a closer look, a huge donkey's face was dangling in the window!
"Ugh, Xiaoji, get out of here! If you lick me again, I'll make you into donkey meat and burn it!" He screamed in pain, and now he knew why his face was wet! Xiao Han felt his stomach churn, he covered his mouth and rushed out, leaving a small trace and shaking his head as if he was very happy...
The post station was very busy in the morning. Several small officials at the post station were busy tying sacks on the mules and preparing food for Xiao Han and his group.
The mountain road is difficult to walk. Although horses can also walk on this Baoxie Road, which has been built since the pre-Qin Dynasty, but if you want to carry a heavy load, then save it. Horses' hooves are estimated to vibrate eight times a day...
While others were busy, Xiao Han was not idle either and washed his face. He poked his teeth with bitter willow slivers dipped in salt, and then ate a meal of authentic Guanzhong noodles. Xiao Han was just in time to catch up with the starting team.
There is no need to say too many words of farewell. Neither Xiao Han nor Ren Qing are long-winded people. He waved goodbye to Butler Lu and others who came to see him off, then turned around and started on his way away.
Hanzhong is almost the same distance from Chang'an as Luoyang. But if you want to go over the mountains and ridges, it is not easy. In addition, when setting off, Ren Qing was only given ten days... which means that he would have to walk 60 miles a day on the mountain road! This made Xiao Han simply complain.
Time, what is missing is still time! Before and after the Qingming Festival, melons and beans are planted. This time is the best time to plant crops, and in order to catch up with this time, Ren Qing led Xiao Han almost non-stop along the way, heading straight to Hanzhong.
The road under his feet was Baoxie Road. The name seemed a bit euphemistic, but when he started walking, Xiao Han realized how powerful it was.
If Xiao Han was a little excited when he saw Gun Xue's handwriting left by Cao Cao's boss at first, then later, all that was left was pain...
Baoxie Road was built along the banks of Bao River and Xie River in ancient times. Therefore, many places on this ancient road are covered with cliffs. Only a towering wooden plank road can barely pass through.
Walking on the creaking plank road, Xiao Han had already prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky!
Today's plank road does not even have a safety rope. There is only a pile of broken wood lying on the cliff. A gust of wind blows and the entire plank road is shaking, so much that Xiao Han's legs weaken!
"Who am I? Why am I here? Where am I going?" Xiao Han's mind was in chaos, and he dared not look down even to death! My body was squeezed tightly against the mountain wall, and I wanted to rub my whole body into it! With a series of friction sounds, this set of clothes said to be made of Shu brocade has been completely destroyed here...
He keeps moving forward and doesn't dare to stop! Xiao Han wished he could put two wings on his back and fly over this plank road! According to Ren Qing, several people fall here every year! I don’t know how many dead souls are buried in the sloping water under my feet...
After finally crossing this section of the plank road, Xiao Han sat with trembling legs and waited for Ren Qing to drive the mule over. This is what Xiao Han said in advance. He will never go with these things. God knows whether this broken wood can support the mule and himself...
Xiaoqi and Xiaoji, the miraculous brothers, finally got together. This was all sent by Butler Lu overnight. Xiaoqi wanted to keep Xiao Han company and be vigilant in the mountains, while Xiaoji could ride a little at critical moments to save some energy. As the housekeeper of the Xiao Mansion, Lao Lu really understands the master's thoughts very well!
"Ouch..."
Ahead, Xiaoqi shouted again. But Xiao Han, who was sitting on the ground, didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. In the past two days, he had encountered too many strange sights and he was used to it...
"Fourth, go and take a look!" A short and fat guard shouted to the tall man next to him.
When the tall guard heard the words, he didn't say anything. He put down the bamboo tube in his hand, picked up the strong bow and left in search of the sound.
After a while, the fourth child came back with a bow and arrow in his hand. He glanced at Xiao Han and said, "It's nothing. There's just a lone wolf that I didn't have time to fight. Run away when you see me, or else We have wolf meat to eat tonight..."
Xiao Han beat his legs and nodded. At this time, he was too lazy to speak.
The fourth child in front of him is the sharpshooter in the team. A four-stone bow is absolutely perfect in his hand. The rabbits and foxes he has eaten in the past two days are all from his hands!
Speaking of rabbits and foxes, Xiao Han suddenly thought that he didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune. The road was just a little difficult, and no other dangers were encountered at all.
This section of the plank road is just a small episode. When Ren Qing and the others didn't know how to transport the mules, horses and donkeys together, Xiao Han had to get up and go on his way again.
Before you know it, another day has passed...
At night, light rain began to fall in the dark sky again. This is not good news for Xiao Han and his party. The rain will extinguish the fire in the camp. And without a fire, there is no guarantee that no jackals, tigers and leopards will come to visit the camp.
"Sleep in two shifts tonight! Everyone, be more careful and spread sulfur inside the tent! Be alert!" Ren Qing stood in the middle of the selected camp and looked at the sky and said in a deep voice. During this journey, it was him. Responsible for command.
Along with Ren Qing's voice, the rain gradually became heavier, and there was a faint thunder in the depths of the sky. Xiao Han and several companions supported their tired bodies and took the tent off the mules and horses, and began to assemble it piece by piece.
This kind of tent composed of wedge-shaped steel pipes is unique to the Xiao family. When not in use, it is placed section by section. When it is used, it only needs to be connected in order and then covered with a thick cloth brushed with tung oil. It is very convenient!
The tent is a medium-sized tent that occupies a large open space on the side of the road! Xiao Han threw off his bamboo hat and got in as soon as the tent was set up. His feet had been walking for a day and the pain was already unbearable.
The smell in the tent was not pleasant. The smell of smelly feet, sweat, and sulfur mixed together and slowly fermented into a unique smell that made people want to vomit! But now Xiao Han is used to it, and no matter how scary the smell is, it is not as important as going to bed quickly.
