The three of them in the room were talking.

Niccolò Polo, in particular, was handsome, talkative and funny, and a traveler, well-informed, full of novelty, and so eloquent that almost everyone in the inn lowered their voices and listened.

Even Zhao Rui, who was silent, said a few more words through the wine.

Niccolò Polo is said to be an Italian nobleman, his family was in charge of the largest caravanserai in Italy, and he came to the East to open a new Silk Road bypassing the Great Cannibals.

In the past, the Silk Road brought huge benefits to both the East and the West, but now, the Great Cannibal has been born and caught in the middle, and the benefits of both sides have plummeted.

And the big cannibals are also getting stronger and stronger with the extremely high tariff threshold.

It can be said that the great cannibal is using a knife to cut the flesh of the two countries to eat.

This is not a good thing for the empire and the Tang state.

Niccolò was a little drunk, and exclaimed, "The Saracens will one day become our henchmen, and these turban-wearing, scimitar-wielding infidels are like devils from hell. I believe that one day, the Empire will join hands with you Tang people to eradicate these heresies!"

Flower Arc smiled but did not speak.

In his opinion, the Tang State had just established the Anxi and Beiting Protectorates, and even the existing territory had not been digested, and it was still necessary to use the Great Wall to consolidate the border, and the westward expedition was too far.

Someday, after all, "someday", the likelihood of becoming a reality is very small.

Zhao Rui said solemnly: "Maybe there will be a day." But don't forget, in your opinion, we are also infidels, and we may join forces, but after joining forces, it will be just a new war. ”

Niccolò's laughter came to an abrupt end.

Flower Arc smiled awkwardly.

Zhao Rui is this person...... It's quite impossible to speak, this thing, I know it in my heart, I can't get it, what do you have to say it?

Niccolò slowed down, tapped lightly on the table, and a decent smile appeared on his face again: "But that's after that, at least we shouldn't be able to see that day, until then, cooperation is good after all." ”

Zhao Rui nodded: "It should be so." ”

Just then, the door opened.

Qinglian walked in from the backyard with an expressionless face, picked up a bowl of water on the table and drank it all, and then sat on the other side of the bench, silent, he was silently listening to Li Bai's "teachings" in his mind.

And although Li Bai's attitude is strict, it can even be said to be mean, but he has always been grateful to the Qinglian boss in his heart, so he also gave it to him.

Hua Arc touched the kid's head with a smile and said, "You work so hard at a young age, don't train your body." Xiaobai, how about being the Great Wall guard when I grow up in the future, guarding the gate for my Han people Jiangshan Town, Lehuma and refusing Beiyi, a good man should be like this. ”

Qinglian gently brushed the hand of the flower arc, exuding an aura that no one should enter, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, even if he was taught by Zhao Rui since he was a child and recognized his identity as a Tang person, he didn't think that he should.

Li Bai couldn't help but sneer: "Hey, you kid is respectful of my future father-in-law, okay!"

Zhao Rui silently handed over a sweat towel and said slightly apologetically: "This kid follows me and is not good at talking to people." ”

Although Zhao Rui is a man, he is as careful as a hair, and he will prepare for Qinglian in advance every time, such as this bowl of water after training, and this sweat towel.

Hua Arc smiled and shook his head, it could be seen that he liked Qinglian very much, so he introduced: "This is a traveler from Italy, the land of warriors, Niccolò Polo, he has been to the Western Regions, Tiannan and Haibei, if you want to see what the world is like, you might as well ask him." ”

Qinglian frowned slightly, nodded, put down the sweat towel, and then turned her head and went out.

Niccolò: "......"

Flower Arc: "......"

Zhao Rui also felt a little embarrassed, took a sip of tea to hide the emotions on her face, and said slightly apologetically: "This kid hasn't started to learn 'etiquette' yet, and his temperament is a little withdrawn, so I hope you don't be surprised." ”

......

Li Bai looked around in Qinglian's mind, although Qinglian was too lazy to take care of this Niccolò, he still wanted to make contact with him.

The surname of "Polo", as well as this blonde fisherman's hat and the dress of wearing two guns, except for an extra mustache, are clearly the same as Marco Polo, the hero in the glory of kings.

By the way, is this Marco Polona's father who carried the "Dead Sea Papers", which is also known as the "Book of Heaven" in the East, traveled all the way east, searched for the roots of knowledge, and never returned?

This speculation is normal.

Because now, Qinglian is only in her early three years, and most of the heroes of his time period should be underage except for those old monsters.

Li Bai's expression became slightly solemn.

He spied too many secrets in the sky, and he knew that Chang'an City was actually a miracle built on the base of the ark, and the so-called root of knowledge actually referred to the ark.

In his time, more than twenty years later.

Many heroes, including Yaotian, are actually spying on the power of the Ark, including Marco Polo, who followed the clues left by his father all the way.

However, the secret of the ark is related to the safety of hundreds of thousands of residents of Chang'an, and such a secret really should not be in the hands of anyone other than Wu Zetian, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

So......

Li Bai clenched his fists, he existed in the sea of Qinglian Consciousness, and in an instant, the killing power was revealed, and the wind and clouds were roaring, over the years, his consciousness had already been so strong that it could not be increased.

Do you want

Kill Niccolò?

After a few moments, he let go of his hand, and the murderous intent faded.

Qinglian's body is still too fragile, even if he forcibly possesses his body, it is difficult to exert too strong strength, compared to Niccolò, who has two guns and should be at the peak of his life, it may not be as good.

Don't be at that time, people didn't succeed, but they affected Qinglian.

It's a big deal, in the future, kill your son again.

Li Bai was fearless.

"The enemy is coming!"

Suddenly a soldier shouted on the city wall.

Hua Arc slapped the table, hurriedly picked up the saber and strode out of the hostel.

In this era, the main opponent of the Tang people was actually the demon seed group wandering in the Northern Yi and Southern Turkic Tribes and the Gobi, which was tricky and indeed tricky, but it was definitely not as good as the Golden Horde army faced by Li Bai and others in later generations.

......

Zhao Rui ran out of the door, went back with Qinglian in her arms, and instructed: "Don't go anywhere, I'll go and see the situation outside." ”

Qinglian nodded, didn't make a sound, just gently squeezed his rough big hand.

He suddenly realized: "Don't worry, I'll be careful." ”

As it turned out, this statement, which was very much like Flag, did not come true.

That night, Zhao Rui returned to the house with a body of exhaustion and blood.

Qinglian's voice was cold: "You fought with the Beiyi people?"

Zhao Rui wiped the blood stains on his body with a towel, and said: "The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, and if you can make your efforts, it is natural to come out...... Moreover, the Great Wall does not raise people who eat rice. ”

Qinglian was silent for a moment, did not make a sound, and obediently climbed into bed and went to sleep.

Li Bai didn't sleep, he was in good spirits.

I saw that under the oil lamp, Zhao Rui took out a few books he carried with him, took out one of them, and studied them carefully in the dim light until late at night, when he turned off the lights and fell asleep.

He looked at Zhao Rui closing the cover of the book with three big words "***", his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he made the necessary nose touching action of the protagonist: "It turns out that you are this kind of Zhao Rui!"

The next day, I saw Zhao Rui coming back from the pharmacy, decocting the medicine woodenly, guarding a small stove for a whole day, even eating lunch by the stove, and finally got a bowl of medicinal juice as thick as blood.

He said to Qinglian: "This is ***, mix it in the bath water and soak it for half an hour, you can strengthen your body." ”

"I don't know where you learned the art of tuna, but as a martial artist, it's a must-have expense. ”

Li Bai was dumbfounded.

It turns out that this *** is not the other ***.

He was a little embarrassed, but his expression gradually became solemn, these two people have a total of two three silver cakes, they have recently lived here, and they have spent half of it, if they decoct medicine all day, they can't support it for a few days.

There is a saying that cultivation breaks wealth, and martial arts breaks the family.

Especially those martial artists who do not have the advanced art of qi exhalation, if they want to cultivate a strong enough internal breath, in addition to eating Haisai like gluttony, they can only hope for those heavenly and earthly treasures that contain powerful demonic powers.

If there is no natural treasure, you can only "eat nine meals a day and eat three cows a day." ”

Hugh said that ordinary peasant families, even wealthy merchants and gentry, could not withstand such a large expenditure; the reason why Li Bai himself had only increased his appetite slightly when he built the foundation in the first place, and he did not appear so terrifying, purely because he cultivated truth and did not cultivate martial arts.

As for the reason why the cultivation path is also ruined, it is purely because of the drawing of rune paper, casting swords, Yunfei swords and other foreign objects.