After walking for a while, the Pingxiang city wall was in front of us. We climbed over it and left the city.
The guard soldier raised his knife and shouted: "The man in blood-clothed clothes is a suspect in custody? Why did he run out! Man with a grimace, are you an accomplice?"
Naturally, Ye Wumian would not answer this question. With a cold expression, he reached into his arms and took out a copper and iron fragment. He used the "Lin" secret weapon mantra and fired it out.
I don't know if it was a missed shot or if it was a deliberate attempt not to hit the vital part. The soldier only felt a violent shock in his hand, and a strong force came from it, which made his hand numb.
He let go of his palm, and the official sword he held fell to the ground. He was shocked. When he picked it up again, there was a copper and iron fragment stuck in the scabbard.
The fragment penetrated directly through the sheath and even injured the knife.
The soldier was so frightened that he shouted, was he terrified?
He looked up and saw that the man in blood had been lifted up by the man with a grimace and flew out of the city gate.
Ye Wumian carried Xiao Qianyun and ran all the way for seven or eight miles.
The direction is to the south, not to Luxi County in the east.
Before saying goodbye to Chu Yan, Chu Yan asked him to meet him in Luxi County, because that was the only way to go to Wugong Mountain, so meeting him there would be a good way.
The original route planned by Ye Wumian himself also passed through Luxi County and went directly to Wugong Mountain.
However, since Chu Yan said so, he temporarily changed his route and took a detour from the south to Wugong Mountain.
In his heart, he still didn't want Chu Yan to follow him. There are many reasons, which have been listed before and will not be repeated here.
Two days later, there was a market called "Zhangjiafang".
Zhangjiafang is just a village, but because it is at the foot of Wugong Mountain, the terrain is relatively flat and the walking distance is close. Mountain residents in the mountains and people outside the mountains exchange goods here and hold a market. .
Since the Yuan Dynasty, the tradition of going to the market every third and ninth day has been formed here. It has been more than 180 years since you came.
Today, the nineteenth of the twelfth lunar month, is the time to go to the market.
Farmers usually start preparing for the New Year on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. This time at the market, the New Year atmosphere is already very strong. Cured meats, game, village goods, and mountain products are all displayed. Villagers and villagers, everyone is coming and going. There were mixed smiles on their faces.
In any case, no matter how the past year goes, celebrating the New Year is ultimately something that makes people smile temporarily.
A saying on the lips of Chinese people is, "It's a great Chinese New Year."
This sentence is like a heavy weapon that can invisibly resolve many conflicts.
The market is not long, and after walking for about a hundred steps, you have passed the busiest parts.
On a stall that was not very popular, two men with foreign accents were each sitting on a low stool, eating lunch.
The food is not exuberant, just ordinary farm-style stir-fries. However, there was a special dish on the table, which was the meat of a small green snake.
Winter is the time when snakes lurk and hibernate, but the owner of this stall is a person who refuses to give up. He specially chooses winter to dig out snake nests.
The snake was in a daze, and when a pair of fire pliers hit its head, it fainted. When I woke up, it had become a dish in the pot.
"Old Xiao, this bamboo leaf is green, hurry up and eat it, it will get cold in a while."
Nightless, I looked at the sky. It was overcast and an icy wind was blowing.
Although the wind cannot blow away the lively human fireworks in the market, it can easily blow away the heat of the wine and food in the bowl.
"Okay, haha! You're welcome then." Xiao Qianyun picked up the green snake with a pair of chopsticks. Judging from the proportions of his body, after the entrance, it was like sucking up a wide noodle without sleep.
"Gulu..."
Almost in one breath.
Ye Wumian couldn't help complaining: "Old Xiao, I spent a full twenty taels of silver on this green bamboo leaf before the boss was willing to sell it. If you just eat it carelessly like this, it would be a waste of natural resources."
After Xiao Qianyun took a few breaths, he chuckled and said: "Brother Luo, if I don't eat like this, how can I eat? Are you as polite as you, chewing a mouthful of food at least ten times before swallowing it? You are too particular, I He’s just a rough guy, not used to being so particular!”
The manner in which Ye Wumian eats can be regarded as having been strictly disciplined by the Luo family, and every move is precise. It is also one of the rules to chew thoroughly before eating.
Ye Wumian said: "This is not deliberately particular. You must know that although there is gastric juice in the stomach, food can be digested, but if you don't chew it properly, digestion will be very laborious."
He pointed at Xiao Qianyun's back and said: "The hook knife in your back has just been taken out, but the wound is still hideous and bloody. This bamboo leaf green was captured specifically to treat your back. If you chew it well before eating it, If you take it, the medicinal power that bamboo leaf green can exert is many times better than if you just eat it indiscriminately!"
Seeing Xiao Qianyun's remorseful expression and the way he was picking at his throat and wanting to spit it out and chew it up again, Ye Wumian shook his head helplessly.
Two days ago, after Ye Wumian rescued Xiao Qianyun, considering that he had a hook on his back and could not use his internal strength, it was very dangerous to walk alone, so he found a doctor with decent medical skills and spent a day , took out the hook knife for him.
After taking out the hook knife, Ye Wumian clasped his fists and said goodbye to Xiao Qianyun.
Xiao Qianyun originally planned to say goodbye to Ye Wumian, but after a casual question, he let the two of them go together again.
Xiao Qianyun asked: "Where do brothers Luo want to go?"
Before that, Ye Wumian had introduced himself using the names of Luo Jing and Zi Zizi, and explained the reason why he came to rescue Xiao Qianyun:
"Because I dislike Prince Ji's Mansion, I deliberately become an enemy of Prince Ji's Mansion and confront Prince Ji's Mansion everywhere. That's why I came to rescue you who is wanted by Prince Ji's Mansion."
This excuse was very perfunctory, but fortunately Xiao Qianyun was a rough and simple-minded person, so he had no doubts after Ye Wumian described it briefly.
At that time, Xiao Qianyun asked Ye Wumian where he was going, and Ye Wumian said truthfully: "We are going to Wugong Mountain."
Xiao Qianyun slapped his thigh and said: "Why is it such a coincidence? I also want to go to Wugong Mountain."
According to Xiao Qianyun, he was good friends with a scribe named Tang Yin and Tang Bohu in Suzhou. A book of poems by Tang Bohu, which also created his own marksmanship, was accidentally stolen by a disciple of Wugong Mountain. Therefore, Qianli asked him to go to Wugong Mountain to search for it, and then go to Suzhou and Hangzhou to deliver it to him.
"That's the case, Brother Luo, we can travel together again!" Xiao Qianyun said excitedly.
Ye Wumian would not doubt Xiao Qianyun's statement. He was also somewhat familiar with Tang Bohu from Suhang.
According to legend, this man was a down-and-out son. During the Hongzhi period, a case of examination fraud shocked the government and the public. After that, he became depressed and depressed. He wrote many poems about poverty, which were widely circulated. When he stayed awake all night in Henan and Hunan, Everyone has read his poems, but they haven't been able to understand any sword skills from the poems.
Xiao Qianyun wanted to go to Wugong Mountain together, but Ye Wumian was not so resistant.
