Qin Qiong also followed. Although he was a little helpless, he couldn't leave Fan Hu alone.
In the opinion of Shan Xiongxin and others, this trip to Lintong Mountain was just to enjoy the scenery. As everyone knows, this incident may even affect Shan Xiongxin's lifelong destiny.
And before leaving.
Shan Xiongxin took Fan Hu and others to the arsenal. He looked at Fan Hu and said:
"Shan and Jianwei hit it off immediately. During this period, Jianwei's sword skills have made great progress, and we can all see it.
As the saying goes, a chariot is given to a beauty, and a sword is given to a hero. With your current swordsmanship, isn't it difficult to show your power by using an official sword?
Shan happens to have a precious sword here. My Shan family has always used gold-nailed Zaoyang spears. If I put this sword here, it will be buried. It is better to give it to someone who can use it.
Jianwei, don't refuse in a hurry. You and I are close friends. Are you unwilling to accept a gift from Shan? "
Fan Hu couldn't laugh or cry at this moment. He looked at Shan Xiongxin with a firm gaze and said nothing more.
Then, Shan Xiongxin went directly to the corner of the arsenal, where there was a knife, but it was covered with a leather scabbard, so the true content could not be seen.
In fact, Fan Hu had been in and out of the arsenal in the past few days, and he was also impressed by this knife. But he didn't open it rashly. He didn't expect Shan Xiongxin to give him the knife.
Then, Shan Xiongxin picked up the knife and drew out the sharp edge. This knife has a straight and long blade, similar to a sword, but longer and stronger than a sword, and its lethality is amazing.
There are no fancy patterns on the knife, and it looks very simple. But at a glance, the blade was sharp and cold.
"Good knife!"
Fan Hu admired sincerely.
He felt that the style of this knife was somewhat similar to the Tang Heng Dao. However, this is completely understandable. The emergence of anything requires time.
This is indeed a good sword. Compared with Fan Hu's current sword, I don't know how much more powerful it is.
A suitable weapon can greatly increase Fan Hu's combat power. Even he didn't expect that Shan Xiongxin would surprise him again.
Immediately, Shan Xiongxin handed the knife to Fan Hu and said with a smile:
"Jianwei, what do you think of this knife?"
After taking the knife, Fan Hu first saw that the word Yun Hong was engraved on the blade.
"This sword is called Yunhong?"
Fan Hu was thoughtful.
Shan Xiongxin smiled and said:
"This knife was obtained by Shan's father after a competition with a knife master, and it has been kept in this arsenal.
It is undoubtedly a happy event for this knife to be able to regain its glory in your hands today, Jianwei. "
Putting the knife back into the scabbard, Fan Hu cupped his hand and said:
"Brother Shan is kind-hearted, so I will accept this knife. Thank you very much, Brother Shan, for the gift of the knife!"
Shan Xiongxin smiled and said:
"Haha, it's just a knife, what's the point."
Everyone laughed heartily.
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The group of people headed to Lintong Mountain.
It's not far from Erxian Village, it takes two hours by horseback.
Just as Shan Xiongxin said, Lintong Mountain looks a bit desolate.
Qin Qiong couldn't help but complain:
"Jianwei, where did you learn about this place?"
Speaking of this, Fan Hu glanced at Qin Qiong and told the truth. If Qin Qiong hadn't passed through this place in the story, Fan Hu wouldn't have known where Lintong Mountain was.
I didn’t dwell on it.
Shan Xiongxin dismounted and asked his servants to look at the horses. As he walked, he said:
"Now that you're here, let's go up the mountain and have a look! There is indeed a Wu Zixu Temple on Lintong Mountain, but there is very little incense now, so I'm afraid it has long been ruined."
Everyone nodded, dismounted, and went up the mountain together.
Not to mention, the scenery in Lintong Mountain is really good, but this only proves that no one has been here for a long time.
Lintong Mountain is not very high.
Fan Hu and others were all martial arts practitioners, and they arrived at the mountain without wasting much time.
Only then did I see the Wu Zixu Temple from a distance, which was already overgrown with weeds. Even the plaque is half rotten, and only the word "Zixu" can be vaguely seen.
Everyone sighed for a while, what a good temple, but now it was left unattended and ended up in this situation.
Fan Hu is no stranger to Wu Zixu, he is also a poor man!
Wu Zixu was born in the Kingdom of Chu, and his family was killed by the King of Chu. He fled to the Kingdom of Wu to assist the King of Wu, and finally took revenge.
As a result, after the death of Wu King Helu, Fucha succeeded to the throne. Although Wu Zixu was obviously loyal, he ended up looking at the tragic situation of Wu's demise.
Since they have arrived, everyone is planning to go in and take a look.
Enter the temple.
Things were a little scattered. The statue of Wu Zixu was still standing, but most of the other offerings fell to the ground.
Uncle Wang glanced over and couldn't help but sigh:
"Now that we're here, why don't we just clean up this place a little bit."
Wang Bodang looked at the statue of Wu Zixu and felt a sense of sympathy for each other. Worrying about the country and its people, but having no way to serve the country, Wu Zixu chose to commit suicide, while Wang Bodang died.
Wang Bodang fully understood this feeling of frustration.
After everyone heard this, they didn't think much about it and all agreed. Simply clean it up, it's not like rebuilding it, it won't take much effort.
Regardless of whether you believe in ghosts or gods, when you go to a temple, you still have to follow the rules.
After the words were decided, everyone started to take action.
What they have to do now is to arrange the fallen offerings in order.
Fan Hu took a few steps forward.
There is a small cauldron here, which should be used for worship.
The cauldron didn't look big, but weighed hundreds of kilograms. Fan Hu put his hands around the cauldron and lifted it up forcefully.
Even though Fan Hu's strength is not as good as Qin Qiong and others, there is no big problem in lifting this cauldron.
Just as Fan Hu was thinking about where to place the cauldron, subtitles appeared in front of him:
[The owner walks with the cauldron in his arms and successfully triggers the entry [Power to carry the cauldron] to activate the task: Use the small cauldron as a weapon and knock down ten enemies to obtain the entry [Power to carry the cauldron].
Current knockdown (0/10)]
Looking at the content on the subtitles, Fan Hu's mouth twitched. Is this how the power of carrying a cauldron is used?
It's too outrageous to actually use the cauldron as a weapon and knock down ten people before it can be activated.
Speaking of which, where can he find someone for this short time?
You can't hit your own people with a cauldron. Although this cauldron is not as heavy as a large cauldron weighing several thousand kilograms, if it hits someone, it will inevitably cause serious injuries or even death.
At this moment, there was a burst of urgent footsteps outside, and everyone turned and looked outside the door.
It turned out to be Shan Xiongxin's servant who stayed at the foot of the mountain.
As soon as the servant came in, he couldn't wait to say:
"Master, there was a fight between two groups at the foot of the mountain, and Master Fan's horse was shot to death with an arrow."
Fan Hu: "..."
From what the servant said, Fan Hu had already guessed what happened at the foot of the mountain. However, he never expected that the story would start from here.
Why did the two sides fight and beat his horse to death?
