Last night, King Xu Yan's iron cavalry suddenly stepped into this remote Funiu town.
The county magistrate of the small town belonging to Xu State quickly got up and went to greet him. He also ordered the people in charge to dismiss all the guests of Yingchun House in the town and free up rooms for the officers to rest temporarily. There was a rich kid who relied on the fact that his father was a wealthy gentry.
, I didn’t know whether to live or die, so I had to hang on and boast about it. As a result, I was struck cold to the core by a few soldiers wearing heavy armor, and my body was thrown directly from the second floor. I couldn’t die anymore. Earlier
If only this dandy Tian could listen to the words of the elders in the family, he wouldn't be lying dead on the street. It is said that old beef is chewy, and old people's words are worth listening to. But there is no need to listen now, it is too late when the person dies first.
The next day, the playboy's father did not dare to let out a fart. He disposed of his son's body with red eyes. Then he and his whole family knelt at the door of the government office, kowtowed to the leader of the cavalry troops and admitted his mistake.
When Xu Qingmu led the old scalper out, the squire was still lying on the ground, motionless. It may not be a bad thing for the family to gain wisdom after one incident.
The old beggar told Xu Qingmu that King Xu Yan, who was ruling the sky with one hand, had the most powerful troops, which led to their always arrogant and arrogant style. However, they were reasonable to the people in their own territory. Last night, the master who had been pampered since childhood was
, death is not considered unjust.
The boy never understood this.
"Compared to the sword cultivators of Zhenhu Mountain, who are stronger and weaker than this cavalry?" The young man suddenly thought of Lin Zhenbei. If it had been Lin Zhenbei, would he have died on the street last night?
The old beggar scratched his head: "A master of swordsmanship can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword. If there are ten more such cavalry troops, the swordsman of Zhijie can be killed with one sword."
Xu Qingmu looked at the old beggar's raised hand, which was covered with calluses.
"But sword cultivators generally rarely participate in battles involving ordinary soldiers. On the one hand, there is a war between two countries. Both sides have strong sword cultivators who have no time to take care of ordinary armies. On the other hand, they can only face the battle with thousands of troops.
, if there are hundreds of thousands or millions of people, even those who are extremely powerful must avoid their sharp edges." The old beggar added: "There are also four Shanggong academies in this world. They sign treaties with each other, and all without reason
Sword cultivators, Taoist priests, etc. who kill mortals indiscriminately will be jointly hunted down. Lin Zhenbei's father's little wife comes from the Sword Qi Pavilion, one of the Four Palaces."
Xu Qingmu silently wrote it down. "How can you, a beggar, know so much?" Xu Qingmu, who was wearing a hairpin, asked.
The old beggar said that there were a lot of rumors in the world, and the storytellers in the south of the village told much more exciting stories than I did. Xu Qingmu did not ask further questions, but silently watched the cattle grazing at his feet.
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On the way to Zhenhu Mountain, Lin Zhenbei and the master carrying the Qishan Sword finally found an inn to rest. The butler who went with them was feeding the horses. It was so desolate in the wilderness.
Several sword cultivators with swords embroidered on their sleeves also sat down together, and their voices were as loud as bells: "Madam boss, one pound of roasted flowers, three pounds of beef, hurry up."
After a while, the proprietress's daughter came up with wine and food. Looking at the store owner's daughter, she was only fifteen or sixty-seven years old, but she was very lively. She looked like a little girl, with a hint of shyness on her face. Several swords fell on her face.
Xiu's eyes looked very charming.
"Hey, my little sister is so pretty. Come and have a drink with me." A swordsman with a vulgar face stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's butt.
The girl was shocked and hurriedly ran away. Unexpectedly, the swordsman still refused to let go. He pulled the girl's whole body into his arms and kissed her regardless of her shouting for help. The store owner and his wife kissed her.
The man quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, but was kicked over.
Lin Zhenbei ignored the obstruction of the sword cultivator master, stood up suddenly, and shouted to everyone: "Stop!" Then he stood resolutely in front of several sword cultivators.
"Where did you come from, this yellow-haired boy? Do you want to die?" The stubble-faced swordsman put down the girl and grabbed his sword.
But before the young man could say his second sentence, another sword cultivator who had been silent with a sword embroidered on his sleeves suddenly drew his sword and killed the Zhenhushan Taoist priest who was holding the sword with one strike, and then penetrated the young man's chest with his sword.
It has been planned for a long time.
When the old housekeeper came back and saw this scene, he was so frightened that he fled in panic. The murderous swordsman watched the old housekeeper escape without making any move and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
When the old housekeeper escaped back to the Lin Mansion, it happened to be three days after Lin Zhenbei set out. Afterwards, the Lin Mansion was shaken up and down.
The first one to rush out was Sister Lin Yu. Her eyes were red and she looked like she was crazy. She grabbed the housekeeper by the collar and roared something loudly. Lin Xiao sat down on the ground, and the iron rooster became much older in an instant, painful.
Weeping loudly with tears in her eyes. The young daughter-in-law who had just entered the house was so miserable that she couldn't help wiping her tears. She even took the time to comfort the Lin family master who fell to the ground. She was like a "playing housewife".
The second sister Lin Xue also heard a low cry from her room, as loud as a mosquito or a fly.
The cavalry general who had not yet stood up to leave sat on the steps and asked for details. Dare you to commit murder on our land of Xu? I want to see how capable you are! After a while, he led the troops and followed the old steward's instructions.
Go in the direction indicated.
The young man wearing a hairpin squatted in front of the broken table, his expression showing no sadness.
——Xu Qingmu, please don’t tell anyone about me drinking milk. I’ll give you three candies.
good.
Are you sure you don't want to say it?
I'm sure I won't tell you. I'll only tell the old beggar.
Doesn’t that mean the whole town knows about it? Look at my monkey stealing peaches!
——Xu Qingmu, why does the eldest child always stare at Widow Wang’s butt?
Maybe adults like to watch it?
Do you like looking at my sister's ass?
.... Like to watch?
You bad scoundrel, I want to tell my second sister!
——Xu Qingmu, do you think I can become a peerless swordsman?
able.
Can you tell the truth? That's too perfunctory!
You are so capable, you are more powerful than a big yellow dog in my heart.
You actually compare me to a dog!
——Xu Qingmu, do you think my mother is watching me silently in the sky?
I don’t know, I haven’t had a mother since I was a child.
It's okay, you still have me, right?
——Xu Qingmu, what do you want to do when you grow up?
read.
Is my sister supported by studying? Scholars are the most heartbroken. Look at my eldest sister Lin Yu, she is heartbroken by scholars!
Then I won’t read it?
No, no, no, just read it for now, otherwise Mr. Liang will stare at me and beat me.
——Xu Qingmu, why don’t you practice sword practice?
Why?
In this way, I can protect my sister
——Xu Qingmu, don’t be disappointed in this world, the world is worth it!
Yes, I'll wait for you to come back for a drink
Okay, I won’t come back until I’m drunk.
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After a long while, the young man squatting at the table silently took out the letter that could only be opened after three days:
“To my good brother Xu Qingmu:
A letter is like a face. The reason why I asked you to open this letter three days later is that I am afraid that you will come after me and I am afraid that I will regret it. After three days, either I will be close to Zhenhu Mountain or I will get lost on the road. Xiao
The Taoist priest came to me the day before he left and told me something. After you find out, don't blame me, let alone yourself.
The Taoist priest said that my life is like a piece of grass, but there are people secretly who don't want me to die, so they arranged for Zhenhu Mountain to give me an ancestral leaf, the one I gave you. Take it with you, it should be useful.
Do you still remember the ten copper coins you threw for me at the fortune-telling stall that day? Nine coins pointed down and one pointed up. It was a narrow escape, and the only coin that represented life was also taken away. That’s why there was that name
The Taoist priest gave me a hairpin engraved with "A gentleman will not save you". He was reminding me that I should not do anything rashly. So I also thought about whether I should not go to Zhenhu Mountain or wade in this muddy water. But the Taoist priest
He also told me that someone had tied our fate together at a huge price. If I didn’t go, you would probably be next.
That night you asked me what if you were a relative if you didn't save me. I, Lin Zhenbei, still don't regret it at this moment. Even though I know I will die, I will go there.
Xu Qingmu, don’t be disappointed in this world. Try some strong wine for me, look at the mountains and rivers of this time, and tell me that this world is worth it!
Take good care of my family. Your good brother, Lin Zhenbei."
Finally, I couldn't hold it back and a tear fell on the letter.
The young man put the letter away silently, still without saying a word. He reached for the bottle of wine that he bought at the wine shop a few days ago and wanted to wait for the young man to come back and drink together. Now he could only take a sip silently.