Even though Han Bing was superb in qigong, after all, his vitality declined after his prime years, but Qin Rong could not bear it. Guo Chuanlin had long arms and legs, a tall body, and was as heavy as an ox. It was difficult to move when he carried it on his shoulders. When he climbed down from the cliff At Luoyan Peak, when his feet stepped onto the ground, his aura was already a little chaotic, as if he had been fighting a fierce battle with an expert for a long time. "After more than ten years of running around, I can't compare with those young people! The world belongs to the younger generation, and I am destined to die on the beach." Han Bing was quite melancholy, and gently put Qin Rong down, shook his shoulders, and handed Guo Chuan Lin fell to the ground.
At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded from the mountain behind Luoyan Peak, which was so shrill and bone-chilling that it made people shudder. Han Bing's face suddenly changed, his expression changed, and there was a hint of fear.
Qin Rong was bending down to look after Guo Chuanlin when he was startled by the roar. He thought it was a night owl and didn't pay attention to it. Guo Chuan's skin was rough and thick, and he had practiced "Double Collision Strength", so he could not be broken no matter how hard he fell. Qin Rong was relieved, stood up and looked around. The moonlight was like water, illuminating the lush valley with trees, and Filial Son Peak was close by. In front of me, the mist is shrouded, quiet and peaceful. Qin Rong had lived in Xiaozi Peak for so long, but she didn't know there was such a deserted forest at the foot of the mountain. She tried hard to identify the direction and said casually: "Mr. Han, where are we going?"
Han Bing pursed his lips and whistled, and a tall Hu man jumped out of the forest with a hula. He had thick eyebrows and small eyes, a curly beard, high cheekbones, and a scimitar hanging on his waist. He leaned down to kiss him. The instep looked extremely happy. Qin Rong was startled, but then he realized that it was a custom in the Hu region, which was equivalent to the Han people kneeling down on one knee to salute. She felt something strange on the instep of her feet and hurriedly took a few steps back, thinking, she didn't want anyone to kiss her feet!
Han Bing said a few words of care with his twisted teeth. The barbarian grinned, bent down and picked up Guo Chuanlin, and threw him on his shoulders like a sack, as if he was weightless. Han Bing held Qin Rong's elbow and started walking through the forest with Qing Kung Fu. The Hu man followed closely behind with Guo Chuanlin on his back, walking as fast as flying, never leaving, without losing even half a step.
Qin Rong asked curiously: "Is he a barbarian from the north?"
"Yes."
"Hu and Han have been incompatible with each other since ancient times. Why would he follow you wholeheartedly?"
Han Bing said calmly: "He accidentally offended the tribe leader. The leader wanted to peel off his skin to use as a drum and dig out the Tianling Cap to use as a bowl. I happened to catch him and used an jade bracelet to replace his life. According to Hu According to human customs, he is my property and belongs to me from head to toe, so I will take him to the Central Plains as a long-term follower. He is honest, obedient, and loyal, which is much better than the Han people!"
Guo Chuanlin couldn't help but interjected: "Is Commander Zhao planning to leave the pass and attack the capital?"
This question was asked in a haphazard way. Qin Rong didn't respond. Han Bing grinned and said, "Who told you?"
Guo Chuanlin said: "I guessed it."
Han Bing praised: "Good! Good! The time I spent on teaching you how to read military books was indeed in vain! Yes, Zhao Shuai persuaded the barbarians in the north to raise an army to attack the three towns in Hebei. Once the three towns are lost, the capital will become The meat on the chopping board is left to be slaughtered!"
Guo Chuanlin probed: "Shuai Zhao really made a deal with the monster? When the monster invades Daliang Kingdom, will the fairy city just sit back and ignore it?"
Collaborating with monsters is ultimately risking the disapproval of the world. Han Bing avoided the important and said lightly: "Why don't you ignore it? Marshal Zhao laid a trap and the monks retreated to the line of Henghe River in Geling. The two sides were in a stalemate and their lives were in ruins. In the end, they reached an agreement to set up another battlefield and discuss a high point. I will no longer interfere in the competition between dragons and snakes in the Central Plains."
Guo Chuanlin thought thoughtfully, so it turns out that the rebels occupy Xiongguan, bordering Songling to the west, Juejian to the east, Geling to the south, and Henghe River to the north. It is known as "the chariot does not have a square track, and the horse does not have a bridle". With the help of monsters, the defense is more than enough, but the advancement is not enough. No wonder Mr. Han found another way to persuade the barbarians to raise troops to attack three towns in Hebei, to contain the elite troops of Daliang Kingdom, so that Zhao Shuai's army can take advantage of the opportunity.
Qin Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, human monsters have different paths. They are not of my race. Their minds must be different. If they get entangled with monsters, they will definitely cause disaster. Now monsters and cultivators have set up a separate battlefield, leaving the human world to mortals. The best thing is that no matter who wins or loses between the rebels and the court, it is just a game of changing dynasties and will not shake the foundation.
The group of people continued on the road without stopping, and when it was dark, they came to a sparsely populated town to rest. Han Bing bought a dozen steamed buns, stuffed them with donkey meat and had a feast. He also hired a new and not old carriage, hid Guo Chuanlin and Qin Rong in the carriage, and ordered the Hu people to explore the road ahead. Then head west.
In the evening, the carriage stopped next to the abandoned post station. Han Bing paid the fare and rewarded him with a few extra coins. Unknown to him, the carriage driver escaped a fatal disaster and happily hurried back and disappeared into the dim dusk. .
After climbing over a hill, the four of them turned southwest and came to a dilapidated manor. The owner of the village, whose surname is Min, is about fifty years old and has a fat body. He walks unsteadily and only relies on the help of his servants to keep him from falling to the ground. Although he was the master, he had great respect for the Korean soldiers who came from afar. He panted and served good tea and soup in person, and also tried his best to set up a banquet with rich fish and meat, and plenty of basins, for fear of neglecting the distinguished guests.
Han Bing unlocked Guo Chuanlin's acupuncture points and invited the Hu people to join him at the table. The owner of the village, Min, was also of Hu people's ancestry. He didn't feel rude at all. Instead, he felt that his face was bright, and he frequently raised his glass to toast them with a smile on his face. Guo Chuanlin's blood was poor and his hands and feet were numb. He sat stiffly for a long time before he regained his strength. He picked up the wine glass and brought it to his mouth tremblingly. With a shake of his hand, it poured down on his clothes. Qin Rong felt sorry for him and rubbed his palm hard to activate his blood vessels.
This bumpy road was Mr. Han's punishment for deceiving his master and forgetting his ancestors. Although he was in a critical situation and had no choice but to atone for his sins, he should suffer a little to atone for his sins. Even if he couldn't enjoy it, he should not show any resentment.
The Hu man squatted on the chair, drank from a large bowl, and ate meat with large mouthfuls. He was very heroic. Han Bing and Master Min chatted without a word, and tasted some wine and dishes at will. Guo Chuanlin noticed that there was a hint of Yangzhou accent in the accent of Master Min, and guessed that he and Han Mansion in Yangzhou were old acquaintances, and that they fell into this situation because of an unfounded conspiracy.
When the food was almost served, Guo Chuanlin regained consciousness in his hands and feet. The Hu man was already full. He picked a chicken bone slowly, picked his teeth, and smiled ferociously at him to show his goodwill. The table was in a mess and there was nothing left to eat. The servant finally brought a large bowl of crab oil noodles. Han Bing only tasted a small bowl and passed the rest to Guo Chuanlin.
Guo Chuanlin buried his head in eating the noodles, completely unable to tell what it tasted like. After meeting each other, he was influenced by what he heard and saw. He did not think that Han Bing was cruel. He thought that the murderer who first raped and then killed Miss Qian from Huating Town was someone else. However, during the banquet just now, Han Bing looked at Qin Rong's strange and proud eyes. , and what does it mean? He suddenly remembered that last night at Shibaliping of Luoyan Peak, Han Bing spilled the beans in his excitement, "Back then... if she was so bold as you, how could she..."
Who is she?
