As the sun sets in the west, the waves of a large river are wide, and the wind blows the fragrance of wild flowers on both sides.
And Zhang Xing fell into a big trouble.
Let's say that eight days have passed since the stampede and murder at dawn that day. During these eight days, he learned his lesson and went out day and night every day. He never took the initiative to go near the village community or the market. The only time he went to the market to buy something was Wo Tou also hid Du Meng's body first, left alone, and then returned in a hurry.
Thanks to the effect of the compass, although it was hard work, the journey was still smooth until we arrived at this big river today.
The river is constantly rushing. From the perspective of another world, it is more than a few hundred meters wide. In such a paradoxical world, it seems to correspond to the Yellow River, but it seems to have more water and wider than the Yellow River... Of course No, the time traveler doesn't care, because anyway, there are tigers and sea-shunners. Even if there are indeed some specious origins, the final geographical conditions are likely to be completely different.
But no matter what, he couldn't cross the river with a single reed.
As for the 'golden compass' in his hand, his reaction was also very strange. It was clear that his mood at this moment was clear, and he wanted to send Dumeng home to the Red Mountain of Laoshizi. However, the compass hung down as soon as he left the riverside, as if he wanted him to stay by the river here. Bian Ku and so on means.
With no other choice, this typical stranger could only wait, but he had made up his mind to wait only for one day. If there was no change of flight tomorrow, he would go down the river to find the fishing village and ferry, and then explain the situation frankly to see if there was any. No one wanted to cross him. But today, I had no choice but to carry Du Meng's body on my back for the time being, find the only big tree on the surrounding river embankment as a resting place, and then wait with confusion about the world.
Of course, there were many things he didn't know about.
He didn't know how far he had traveled these days, and he didn't know where Hongshan was exactly? He doesn't even know whether Red Mountain is a mountain, an administrative division, or a geographical concept?
He was not sure whether he could cross the river? After crossing the river, can the body be delivered? I don’t know how to deal with the other person’s family after the body is delivered?
But at the moment, it seems that only the belief that Du Meng's body will be delivered to Hongshan is supporting him, allowing him to ignore and escape certain things.
In the evening, the sun gradually sets in the west and the color gradually changes. There are fewer boats on the river, the water is rippling, and the scenery is beautiful.
Logically speaking, as a time traveler, it is a good time to copy poems, and there is no telling what adventures and plots it will lead to. However, at this grand scene, Zhang Xing only felt irritated, so he simply took out a dead-faced steamed bun and began to chew slowly and carefully... …No matter what, you have to eat.
And just when I was eating my second steamed bun, I saw two large ferries descending from the upper river in my field of vision, suddenly approaching the section of the river where Zhang Xing was located.
Get closer and see more clearly.
It turns out that although the people on the ship are all dressed in civilian clothes, they are all armed and capable, and there are dozens of strong horses on the deck. Considering that these people disembark at night, they should be the most powerful people in this world. The so-called quacks.
And this also made Zhang Xing give up his intention to ask for a crossing, even though this was probably the reason why the compass pointed here and didn't move.
After all, he didn't want another village conflagration or murder in the road.
However, Zhang Xing did not join in the fun, but others came over on their own initiative - the two boats put down their people and horses and left, while dozens of riders lined up on the river embankment and rode the sunset. Just as they were about to set off, they suddenly abandoned their horses and headed for People gathered around here under the big tree.
Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment, and could only continue to lower his head and eat the steamed bun seriously.
There is no way, there is really no way in the literal sense. It is not yet dark, and on the embankment of the river with a clear view, there are dozens of people on the other side, equipped with boats, horses, swords, and they are all powerful enough to be seen by the naked eye. No matter what they are doing. Well, with my three-legged cat’s zhenqi cultivation, can’t I still avoid it?
"That man!"
The knights, abandoning their horses and holding their swords, swarmed in, but they were well-trained. No one said a word among the dozens of them, and they formed a circle on the embankment around the big tree Zhang Xing was leaning on. Then three people stepped out from the crowd, and among them A purple-faced man in strong clothing and holding a riding crop spoke solemnly. "My brothers from the Xu family just told me that the person lying next to you should be a dead person? Is that so?"
"Yes." Zhang Xing held the steamed bun and nodded calmly.
"You are somewhat calm." The purple-faced man put his hands behind his back and immediately relaxed a little.
"You haven't done anything wrong, why can't you calm down?" Zhang Xing asked on the spot.
"Then let me ask again, who are you with the dead person? Why do you bring the dead person with you?" The big man raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to ask. "And why is it covered in blood?"
"Aren't your Xu family brothers sharp-eyed and good at guessing?" After two fights, Zhang Xing became more relaxed. If the other party is really the kind of person who causes trouble for no reason, there is no point in being careful no matter how careful he is. But if the other party really has some The so-called arrogance of the world, but you might as well be a little more confident. "Why don't you let him guess?"
Just when the big man was about to speak, a young man in civilian clothes beside him, who looked almost like a teenager but had a huge frame, said with a smile:
"Is it your army robe? You two are wearing the same military boots. Although the clothes are full of smoke and dust, they are obviously in the shape of civilian clothes issued by the army... This place and this time should be the defeated troops from Luolongtan. "
Zhang Xing looked at the other party for a moment and nodded directly: "Yes."
"Everyone said that Luolongtan was defeated, but we don't know to what extent?" The eldest among the three who had not spoken yet was a middle-aged scribe with a noble temperament, and he finally spoke. "Can I take the liberty to ask, how many 200,000 elites are left?"
"How do I know about the 200,000 elites? I only know that the middle base army has a group of fifty regular soldiers." How did Zhang Xing know how miserable the defeat was, but this did not stop him from telling the truth. "After I woke up from injury, the brother next to me told me that we fought together for twenty-three days, and when we were defeated, only seventeen of us were left. After five more days of running away, only two of us were left. We finally survived the rain in the mountains, When we were about to reach Dengzhou Pingdi, there was a fire and there was only one person and a corpse left."
Even though the knights around them were well-disciplined, they couldn't help but feel a little commotion at this time. Even the three people at the head, who might have a strong presence, were heroic, or were shrewd, all froze slightly.
"Are you going to bring your own robe back home?" After a moment, the majestic purple-faced man broke the silence. "Have you ever made a verbal promise?"
"There was an earthquake when we were entering the mountains and the road was overturned. He was the one who carried me to escape, and now it's my turn to carry him back." Zhang Xing continued to take a mouthful of steamed buns and admitted it.
"Earthquake?" The middle-aged scribe sneered, but he didn't seem to be asking a question.
"Where are you going?" The majestic purple-faced man asked again.
"I only know it's Hongshan. Let's find out more when we get there." Zhang Xing became more perfunctory when he saw that the other party's malicious intent was gone.
"No wonder... Hongshan people are most particular about this." The big man also felt a little emotional.
"Hongshan is not close to here, not far away... You have already passed through Dengzhou, which belongs to the border of Jeju. When you cross the river to Hebei, you will reach Wuyang County. Cross Wuyang County and enter Wu'an County. In fact, we have arrived." The capable young man raised his eyebrows slightly and interrupted again. "But you don't have a horse, you just carry him on your back on foot. Even if you have some cultivation and the strength to hold it, you still have to walk across the state and county. It takes another half a month to reach the foot of Hongshan Mountain, and Hongshan itself stretches for hundreds of years. Here, you still have to look for his home in the mountains. Calculating this way, it may take more than half a month to deliver him."
The strong man on the side frowned slightly. He couldn't understand his companion's hint. He said that he was willing to send the other party across the river, but he had to ask for help before sending the pack horse.
This is too stingy!
"It only takes half a month?" When Zhang Xing heard this, he didn't seem to understand the hint at all, but felt relieved. "Thank you very much... These days, I am either running for my life in embarrassment, or rushing forward with my head down. I don't know how far I can walk every day, nor how far the road ahead is. I am even more afraid that the person will not be delivered, and I will be halfway there. It stinks... Actually, as long as I can send it back and feel at peace, what does half a month mean? By the way, my brain is already numb, so this month is still thirty days, right?"
The capable young man was finally stunned, looked at the other person up and down, and then nodded slowly: "Yes, a normal month has thirty days."
"You are a good man!" The middle-aged scribe glanced at the young man, looked at the man holding a steamed bun under the tree again, and finally decided to stop this impulsive riverside conversation. "Meeting by the river means we are destined... That's good. Our boat has already gone back and we can't take you there. I'll leave you a riding horse, a pack horse, some transportation and things, and you can go down to find the ferry tomorrow. Just pay someone to cross the river... I hope to find peace of mind as soon as possible."
Zhang Xing thought for a moment, finally stood up, and said, "I, Zhang Xing, who has left his hometown, dare to ask the names of three of you?"
The young man laughed when he heard the words. He seemed to be about to say something, but was stopped by the middle-aged scribe who raised his hand, and then the latter took the lead in handing over his hand: "My dear Li Shu, you are also a man who has left his hometown. After you send your brother back home, if you don't You can go anywhere, come and look for me. Although I have no name, in the east and Hebei states, I give the name of my brother Xiong Bonan, the purple-faced king, but no one does not know him. If you find him, you can find him. I."
At the end of the sentence, the middle-aged scribe pointed at the majestic man.
The majestic man, the so-called purple-faced king Xiong Bonan, just laughed and bowed: "I am Xiong Bonan!"
On the other hand, the young man at the end, although he had obviously eaten Xiaogualuo twice, did not take it seriously at all. He still showed a slight smile, cupped his hands and smiled:
"My name is Xu Shiying. I am incomparable to those two heroes who are famous all over the world. I am just a local gangster from Caozhou, a neighboring county. Everyone usually calls me Xu Dalang. Because Mr. Li and Brother Xiong passed by my house, they were specially sent to deliver these people. It's just a journey for you two... If you achieve something in the future and want to repay me, you can come and find me at my home in Caozhou!"
These words seemed to be a little stingy again, causing Xiong Bonan to frown again, but Zhang Xing, as a time traveler, didn't take it seriously. He heard that although Li Shu was the one who made the decision, it was this person who sent the horse entanglement. , simply raised his hand to this person solemnly, and replied seriously: "Xu Dalang of Caozhou, I have already remembered it."
In this way, two spare horses were quickly separated from the dozens of horses, and a pack of horses was distributed. Although Zhang Xing originally had the intention to avoid disaster, he could not withstand the rivers and lakes that others actively gave him when he was swimming in shallow water. He was so heroic that he reached out his hand to take it without shame, just preparing to settle Du Meng's matter, stabilize in this world in the future, and try his best to repay the favor.
At this point, the matter seems to be ending with a great story.
PS: Thanks to Master Glass Bead for being the leader...the 21st one is so cute.
