"Oh, you know the goods!"

Ma Xuan suddenly came to his senses: "Fifteen years ago, Grandpa's battle of Changshui and Hai broke Aladan, beheaded the Black Lotus Holy Envoy and captured the Burial Lotus Golden Flower.

Later, Aladan wanted to avenge his national division and gathered heavy troops to attack. Hey! My grandfather is afraid of him?

The two sides fought in the field of Anzi Mountain, and Aladan was defeated and fled again! Later, when my grandfather retired, I was given this bone.

Legend has it that the Black Lotus Saint used it to confuse people's hearts by calling the wind and rain in the munch, but in my opinion, it is a beautiful blunt hammer. It looks small, but the amount is heavy, and it is very powerful to smash people!"

Beiying pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "The world's first wind medium, Cangyan Mountain and Zhai." Every year, 70 sharp weapons will be commented on from the rivers and lakes, and 30 divine soldiers will be used as weapons lists.

But because the Quartet barbarians have many demons and evil arts, they will privately order an evil soldier list that is never released, and remember the evil soldiers and demon blades.

The old man was able to watch this list because of his work. Before the Black Lotus died, the Burial Lotus Golden Flower had occupied the top three on the list of evil soldiers for a long time, which was a high-risk level, and it was definitely not as simple as smashing people!"

"After talking for a long time, you don't know the mystery of this bone? That's still just going to smash people!" Ma Xuan was disappointed.

I'm talking, and something happens!

With a bang, the assassin's rope broke, and blood spurted from his features. Secretly drew a short knife and pounced on Ma Xuan: "I avenge the Black Lotus Holy Envoy!"

The change was too fast, and the crowd failed to react. And Ma Xuan was heavy because he had his back to the assassin, and the Mingguang armor was heavy. I fell down for a while, and I couldn't move!

The assassin smirked and pressed against Ma Xuan. One hand grabbed the bone, and the other hand was holding the short knife, and stabbed Ma Xuan in the neck.

At a critical moment, there was a tiger cub boy in the enclosure, and he attacked quickly!

Deadgripping the Assassin's blade. Bite your head and kick the yin, and use your hands and teeth together. Two hisses, a beast rolled, and the two turned over Ma Xuan and entangled together.

The assassin was furious, and his short knife stabbed. The boy was pressed down, staring at the male and female eyes on the left and right. The left hand held the blade strongly, and suddenly the blood bloomed.

Seeing that the Assassins had left the general, the guards and captors rushed to him. However, it is faster to break through the sky! But it was another lamb boy in the pen. Take out the wooden slingshot and shoot it in the head!

Bang bang. The assassin's head shook and his eyes glazed.

The gray robe flashed, and the northern eagle had arrived, killing the enemy with one claw.

"What a demon sect deadman, he doesn't hesitate to cut off his meridians and want to die together."

Beiying had palpitations: "It's also a loss of self-harm to him, and his strength is not strong, otherwise he ......"

"How else? Can he kill the little general?"

Ma Xuan lay on the ground. It was a real slap in the face just now! The weapon was snatched, he was pounced, and the bright light armor with a proud face and pretending to be compared was all mud! And the only one alive is also dead under his nose, really......

"His mother!"

Ma Xuan lay on the ground and slapped the mud angrily. A soldier thought he was injured, so he panicked and helped him up: "Little general, are you okay, the little Ma Xiao'er guard is negligent, and it is a capital crime!"

Ma Xuan was angry, and kicked when he was angry: "Useless things, who will use you to help?"

The soldier named Ma Xiaoer was kicked and was embarrassed. The tiger cub who had fought the assassin had risen and walked with the slingshot boy.

"Little General!"

The young tiger boy half-knelt and handed over the burial lotus golden flower with both hands. Ma Xiaoer snatched it, so heavy that he almost didn't hold it, and he was sincerely dedicated to his master.

Ma Xuan took the bones, ignored Ma Xiao'er, and said to the young tiger boy: "Big and small, you did a good job, take credit!" And you little lamb!"

The boy with a slingshot on one finger: "The slingshot is also good, counting this time to lead the enemy into the urn, he will also give you credit!"

When Ma Xiao heard this, he glanced at the two of them with jealousy.

Beiying also praised: "It's really two little beasts, what's it called?" How old are you?"

Big and small eyes said: "My name is Ma Xiaohu, and I am thirteen this year."

The little lamb said, "My name is Lamb and I am eight years old."

"The surname is Ma, and they are all family members?"

Beiying was slightly stunned: "But the tiger and the lamb are beast names, and I heard that only the elite of the official family soldiers will take the beast name." You're both so young, you're already ......."

"The soldiers of the Ma family, the emphasis is not on others!"

Ma Xuan said: "The big and small eyes were originally slaves bought by the family. But he has good bones and cleverness, and has made many meritorious contributions, which is deeply loved by his grandfather. Now it's my own soldier.

As for the little lambs, because they are young, they are more responsible for luring the enemy. has made many meritorious contributions, and has also joined the family soldiers.

Don't look at the two of them at a young age, but they are both focused on cultivating seeds!"

Beiying asked, "Lure the enemy?" In other words, if the enemy is a little suspicious, this kid is finished!"

"The family soldiers who participated in luring the enemy did sacrifice more."

Ma Xuan's tone was reasonable: "But a good soldier is a good man, and the battlefield shroud is also a glory!"

Beiying felt a chill in his heart: "They are all good children!" It's a shame to enter this Shura field!"

He suddenly became kind and asked, "Two little ghosts, it's hard to be a soldier, do you want to mess with me?"

"What are you doing? Dig the foot of the wall in front of me?"

Ma Xuan playfully asked: "His mother, big and small lambs, God is poaching you!"

Without waiting for the two to answer, Ma Xiaoer on the side had already clenched his fists and shouted: "Life is the Ma family, death is the ghost of the Ma family." Defend your family and the country, and never regret dying!"

When he shouted, all the soldiers in the circle shouted in unison.

Beiying smiled bitterly, took out a medicine bottle and pointed at his left hand where his eyes were bleeding: "This is homemade wound medicine." You are loyal and courageous, and you will recover as soon as possible, so that you can serve your country!"

Ma Xiaohu glanced at Ma Xuan, and after he nodded, he took it with both hands: "Thank you God for catching!"

"Let's go!"

Beiying patted the dust on his body: "Go and pay homage to Master Matthew!"

Lin Wai's congratulatory team saw Ma Jiajun come out, and they all talked about what kind of training they were doing.

The old squire touched his beard: "Look at the little general wearing armor in front, that is Ma Xuan, the grandson of the Ma family, the best martial arts in the younger generation!"

"It turned out to be General Ma Xiao, and sure enough, the hero is a boy!"

"The Ma family has a Taishi in the first generation, Ma Liang in the second generation, and a little general in the third generation. My Heavenly Empire is as stable as Mount Tai in the northern frontier! ”

The squire and villagers praised without hesitation, and Ma Xuan also hugged his fists. Ma Xiao'er led the master's war horse, and his nose was high.

The scholar should be attentive and busy chanting: "The famous general of Wanlima, the white-haired Dan heart ......"

Suddenly, a villager mocked: "Scholar, you can read two sentences back and forth, can't you memorize four sentences?"

The scholar argued: "This poem was written by Yin Geng, a famous scholar in Ulzhou, to praise the Taishi. Two sentences are enough, and it would be wrong to memorize this taste. ”

Everyone laughed: "This scholar has forgotten the words!"

"Nonsense!"

The scholar was excited, and chanted loudly: "The famous General Wanlima, the white-haired Dan is heard by the world." Liaoshui is more murderous, and the pines and cypresses of Mount Tai have been graved. ”

The squires who took the lead stiffened with smiles. The first two sentences are Zanma Taishi, and the last two sentences have a sadness that will be successful and the bones will wither. Moreover, the inauspicious word "high grave" is quite disrespectful to mention today.

The big-eyed Ma Xiaohu walked last due to injury, and turned his head sharply when he heard this poem. The two male and female eyes were fixed on the scholar.

Although he is young, he has a murderous aura that has not yet disappeared. The scholar was taken aback: "Xiao Sheng said casually, and he was abrupt......"

Ma Xiaohu looked at the scholar for a long time with complicated eyes, and ran back to catch up with the team.

After the two teams left, the cold wind outside the city was whistling, and the gourd water was cold and crying. The dead leaves rotate and the branches are clean. There are coarse-grained giant trees, and they are ...... old It's over!

And the blessings of the villagers and squires, Master Ma Lanxi, did not have the opportunity to hear it after all.

In February of the ninth year of the Sun and Moon Calendar, Ma Lanxi, a famous general, died of illness in his hometown of Ulju at the age of 64.

The funeral was a grand one. The Son of Heaven sent officials to condole. Ulzhou, Xuanfu and Datong, regardless of civilian soldiers, everyone carries filial piety. Even the Mongol tribes outside the country also expressed their high respect for the powerful enemies of the past. The mourning period of seventy-seven is passing in a flash.

Late at night, the people of Manfu worked hard day after day and fell asleep. The stars and the moon are hidden, as if mourning for the famous general.

Ma Xiaohu, who was in charge of night duty, sat in front of the door. His left hand was bandaged from the injury, and his right hand was playing with a short knife.

The knife was only half an arm long, which seemed to be simple, but in fact it was straight and weird. The blade is a dark cloth with different patterns, and the blade is sharp.

The sky and the earth are full of ink, and the night is thick. It spontaneously has a faint light and a sharp edge. And when the stars hang dry, and the moon scatters the giant kun. It hides its own light, and its edge is not visible. Like, the yin beast that lurks in the day and the night!

Undoubtedly, this is a treasure knife!

This knife was captured by Ma Xiaohu when the assassin assassinated Ma Xuan. According to the military law, it is to be handed in, but the Taishi is dying of illness, where can I take care of this? So Ma Xiaohu unceremoniously took it into his pocket.

At this time, Ma Xiaohu played with a knife and looked at the sky, and a pair of big and small eyes revealed thousands of thoughts: "The Mugwu people have learned that the Taishi has left, and they will come to attack!" It's time for the Ma family soldiers to explore the enemy on light horses. I don't know who will die this time......"

Suddenly, he heard something strange under the wall not far away, and the silent cat went over and lit fire.

"Goo-goo...... Coo...... "There are birds in the wall."

The big and small eyes also respond with a bird's call.

Someone climbed down the wall and whispered, "Big and small eyes?"

"This little lamb!"

Ma Xiaohu saw clearly by the light of the fire, it was Ma Lamb. Q: "Ready?"

"Don't worry, there's nothing!"

Ma Lamb patted the package on the back: "I only brought you and my salary, and the slingshot I made."

"Good!"

Ma Xiaohu nodded: "When the red strips came here." If you want to go, naturally you don't take the Ma family with a single grass or tree. With your and my skills, you can't die. ”

"Without further ado, let's go!"

Ma Lamb hurriedly said: "There is also Ma Xiaoer on duty tonight. I have never been at odds with you, so be careful to be discovered...... Put the fire out!"

"Wait, we have to say hello before we leave!"

Ma Xiaohu looked at the high walls of this deep mansion and sighed complicatedly.

The moon was gradually obscured by the night mist. The two of them braved the cold wind and secretly carved on the wall: Ma Xiaohu and Ma Lamb visited Beppu, thanked for many years of care, and repaid their great kindness in the future!

The two of them finished writing and were about to leave, when a fire suddenly lit not far away: "You guys...... What are you doing?"