Just when they arrived at Ansui Village, Fang Qiya also returned to Cangshan.
"Master." Fang Qiya searched for a long time before she found Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen on Longquan Peak. Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen stood on the tip of a rock on the top of the mountain with his eyes closed, looking like an immortal and enigmatic.
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen held a fly whisk, waved to Fang Qiya and said, "Qiya... come help me down. I'm a little dizzy after standing for a long time."
Fang Qiya was speechless, "Then how would you come down if I didn't come?"
Yuan Zhen chuckled: "Let me count on my fingers, you are probably coming back."
The scenery of Cangshan Mountain is still the same. Looking down from the top, the clouds and mist are shrouded. When the sky is clear, you can see a pool of teardrop-shaped water at the bottom of the mountain. It is like the tears left by the goddess of the Nine Heavens on the earth, and it is also like a shining bright pearl.
"Master, what are you doing here?" Fang Qiya asked, supporting Yuan Zhen. Junqu Pavilion
"Ah, my master has been in Bigu recently, and I can only absorb the energy of heaven and earth."
Fang Qiya came closer to smell it, sniffed, and said with a clear conscience: "The disciple just realized that fasting means not eating but you can drink. Master, you drank all night with Uncle Yuanhu again, right?"
"Wine is the essence of a person. You can't do it without drinking." Yuan Zhen didn't feel embarrassed at all about being caught. Anyway, the most terrifying disciple was not around, so he wasn't afraid.
"Qi Ya only knows that people are like iron rice and steel. She won't be hungry for a meal. When drinking, there must be snacks, right? There are always peanuts, right? Master, just give up on this idea of fasting. Every time you go fast, you end up getting fat. A few kilograms. Forget about being fat, just take a look at Uncle Yuanhu, he looks more and more like Maitreya Buddha."
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen is also a grown man who has never experienced any big storms. If there is anything in this world that can touch his heartstrings, it is drinking.
It's not that he wasn't allowed to live without food, it was just that as he grew older, under Shen Xuan's care, Taoist Yuan Zhen drank less and less. It was also said that Taoist Yuan Zhen's physique was such that he would get fat quickly and lose weight quickly.
So you can see it at a glance as long as he drinks secretly, so he makes an excuse for himself. Every time he talks about practicing to remove impurities from the body or getting food, he secretly drinks. This is a disciple who comes once or twice a month. Just pretend not to know.
The pitiful thing is Master Yuanzhen's drinking buddy, Uncle Yuanhu. Yuanhu was sent to Cangshan because he ate too much and his family couldn't afford to feed him. He has a physique that makes him fat even if he drinks air. He used to be taller and cultivated better. Hard. But since he became a master uncle, being dragged along to drink by Yuan Zhen was like blowing up a balloon. He lowered his head and couldn't even see his toes.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yuan Zhen quickly changed the subject, "Qiya, what's the matter with you being the only one back?"
Qiya put away her joking look, took out a letter from her arms and handed it to Yuan Zhense, saying: "This is a letter from senior brother."
"Where is Shen Xuan."
"Senior brother took Suisui and Miss Ruan to Ansui Village. Senior brother said that this letter is very important and I must bring it back in person."
Yuan Zhen looked at Shen Xuan's letter, his brows gradually furrowed, and then relaxed again as he read further.
Old man Tiankui?
He collected the letter and said, "I understand, you go back and rest."
"Master, who is this senior Tiankui?"
Yuan Zhen looked long and far into the distance and said, "It's an old friend. I'll tell you together when Shen Xuan and the others come back."
Fang Qiya didn't ask any more questions, nodded and said, "Then let's go down, Master. It's too windy here and you haven't eaten yet."
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen, who originally thought he had escaped death, walked with her, but Fang Qiya continued the topic and said, "Master, stop practicing the Big Grain Technique, and drink less wine."
Yuan Zhen: Oh, oh, oh, I know, I know...
The junior brothers and sisters in Cangshan were both happy and sad when they heard the news that Senior Sister Fang was back. The happy thing was that Senior Sister Fang looked stern but actually felt sorry for them. She was not as perverted as the senior brother who urged them to swing their swords 10,000 times a day.
What's sad is that I haven't seen my senior brother for a long time. Although I can't see him in the sect and I think he is harsh and scary, I still miss him a little. Why?
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Anyone who dares to ask Senior Brother Fang Qiya when he will come back can only seek information from Zhufeng, who is close to them and has a good relationship.
Zhufeng smiled: "Do you hope that Senior Brother will come back or do you not want Senior Brother to come back? If you want Senior Brother to come back, swing your sword once today, and if you don't, swing your sword ten thousand times more. Have the rest of the children finished practicing today? It will be later. I will check~"
Everyone: Hello, senior brother, goodbye, senior brother.
In an instant, the people surrounding Zhufeng disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But at the same time they were discussing something else.
Disciple A: "Have you heard? It is said that a secret room left by an old senior is about to be opened somewhere, and other sects are preparing to go."
Disciple B: "Aren't we going?"
Brother: "Senior Brother hasn't come back yet, why don't someone ask Senior Sister Fang."
Everyone: "Don't dare to go..."
Disciple A: "I don't know who Uncle Yuan Zhen will send this time. I really want to see it."
Brother: "With all your three-legged cat skills, you will only end up as a human shield. Have you swung your sword ten thousand times today?"
Back in the courtyard, Fang Qiya happened to ask Yuan Zhen about this: "Master, when I came back, I heard some rumors that I had found a senior's secret room. Is this true? A junior brother asked me Should we send someone over to take a look this time?"
"It's just to create momentum." Yuan Zhen said nothing, obviously knowing about this, but he added: "If Shen Xuan is not here, you will be the senior sister. Since they want to go, you can pick a few junior brothers and sisters to join in the fun. Bar."
Fang Qiya: Oh, it’s fake.
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After leaving the Lin Mansion, Lan Zhao encountered a small incident on the way to Ansui Village.
When she went to the next town to rest, she saw Pu Zhou - and a beautiful and lovely girl accompanying Pu Zhou.
The two of them were standing on one side of the street and the other on the opposite side. Traffic and people were coming and going as if time had stopped. The girl's hand was still on Pu Zhou's arm, and she asked him in confusion why he stopped suddenly.
The girl followed Pu Zhou's gaze and saw a woman wearing light blue clothes with a cool and gentle temperament standing opposite her. She held Pu Zhou's hand unconsciously and tightened, pretending to be nonchalant and asked him if he had met him. Already acquaintances?
Since the scar on Lan Zhao's face healed, he has not worn a veil except when traveling. After thinking about many things and having clear goals for his future, Lan Zhao has lost some of his weak and depressed self-esteem. The pity for herself added a bit of heroism and calmness, and in Pu Zhou's eyes she was even more beautiful than before.
The two people's eyes met, and no one expected that they would meet again without any preparation.
"Girl, girl, do you want to work as a professional or stay in a hotel?" The waiter at the shop looked at the fairy-like girl at the door of his house with a sword on her waist, and plucked up the courage to come up and asked.
"Stay in the inn, ask for a room." Lan Zhao woke up first. She stood at the door of the inn like a living sign, attracting the attention of many passers-by. Her eyes only stayed on Pu Zhou's arm for two more seconds, arousing He walked into the inn with a smile on his face.
Pu Zhou took his arm out of the girl's hand as if he had been burned, but Lan Zhao had already walked into the store and didn't look at him anymore.
"Brother Puzhou, who was that sister just now?" The girl was not angry when he pushed her away. She just pouted and asked, "Is she the girl Lan Zhao that my uncles often mentioned?"
"Shishi, I'm sorry-" Pu Zhou came to his senses. The girl beside him was Ning Shi, the niece of the younger brother's son's sister from the elder Ning clan in the clan.
The Ning family is a famous family in the south of the Yangtze River. It is best to unite the aristocratic families. The elders of the Xuanyue Sword Sect did not want Pu Zhou to marry a woman with no background in the future, so they selected girls from the clan and sent them over.
Pu Zhou's father, Master Pu, neither agreed nor disagreed. He just had reservations about the matter and allowed it to develop naturally.
Ning Shi is just an ordinary concubine from the Ning family branch. How can she be unreasonable when given such an opportunity? And because of his good conditions, he has been selected from many clan elder sisters.
Stand out among the clan girls.
This time it was the elders who deliberately arranged for them to travel alone. Ning Shi had never traveled far, so the elders asked Pu Zhou to take Ning Shi to see the place where the secret room was born. The two of them walked together from Xuanyue Sword Sect. here.
Pu Zhou wanted to chase him into the inn, but Ning Shi grabbed his sleeve again. She didn't make any noise but asked softly: "Brother Pu Zhou, are you going to catch up and leave me here alone?" ?」
Pu Zhou looked a little embarrassed. On the one hand, he wanted to chase after him but didn't know if Lan Zhao would see him. On the other hand, it was really not good to leave Ning Shi alone.
"How about you come with me?"
Ning Shi looked at him and said, "If it were me, I would definitely misunderstand you if I saw you like this with other girls. If I go with you, Sister Lan Zhao will be even more angry."
Pu Zhou seemed to make sense. He wanted to say something else. Ning Shi pointed to the juggling stall in front and said happily, "Brother Pu Zhou, let's go see that one first!"
Ning Shi couldn't help dragging Pu Zhou away. She couldn't help but smile when she saw that Pu Zhou didn't abandon her even though he was reluctant. Brother Pu Zhou is such a soft-hearted person. Even if he likes Lan Zhao now, he only needs to give her time. She can also make him like her.
Ning Shi pulled him into the crowd, pointed at the monkey performer in the middle and smiled: "Brother Pu Zhou, look! That little monkey is so cute!"
Pu Zhou's mind was entirely on Lan Zhao at the moment, and Lan Zhao's last smile kept replaying in his mind, pricking his heart like a needle, as if taunting him: 'So your feelings are nothing more than this.
The monkey charmer went down and was replaced by an artist who swallowed knives and breathed fire. Ning Shi and the others were closer to the front row. The artist walked around with a torch and seemed to deliberately pick Ning Shi and the others who were curious and scared. Side, spitting out a mouthful of fire right in front of her.
"Ah——" The distance was too close and the feeling of reality was too strong, as if she was really going to be burned. Ning Shi was so frightened that she turned around and threw herself into Pu Zhou's arms.
The passers-by around him burst into laughter when they saw this. Ning Shi blushed and buried her head in Pu Zhou's chest, daring not to leave.
Pu Zhou smiled at the passers-by around him, patted her back and said, "Shishi, it's okay."
Ning Shi then raised her head, pulled him and whispered, "Let's not watch anymore."
"Are you scared?" Pu Zhou asked, "It's all fake, don't be afraid."
"No." Ning Shi said and took out a piece of silver from her arms and handed it to Pu Zhou, "He performed very well. I scared them. Can you give them a reward for me? I'm too short. La, I can’t see it.”
Ning Shi stood up on tiptoes and pointed to the place where they placed the bowl. Pu Zhou flicked the broken silver out and landed it accurately in the bowl with a crisp sound.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, miss!" the juggler's squad leader raised his voice and thanked him, "Thank you all, those who are rich will support you, and those who have no money will support you!"
Passers-by who were relatively close to them heard their conversation. They praised the young man for being handsome and the girl was kind-hearted, just like a beautiful couple.
Ning Shi's ears turned red from shame, and she pulled Pu Zhou away quickly.
If Pu Zhou looked back again, he would see Lan Zhao standing high on the roof of the inn with everything in sight. She didn't even hide it deliberately. She was standing where Pu Zhou could see it as long as he turned around. But he never looked back.
"Qi, you scumbag! Sister Lan Zhao, don't be angry, I'll scold him for you."
The young man sitting next to Lan Zhao said with his sword in his arms. He looked at Lan Zhao and then at Pu Zhou who was being pulled away by Ning Shi in the distance. He thought to himself that a fool would not know which one to choose!
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao
Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive. "
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not that I'm getting rich,
Everyone is getting rich, and this is the contribution of the ten of us. "
