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The steppe people are a very strange people, if you go to a tribe alone, almost no one will look down on you because you are poor, they will treat you warmly, give you meat to eat, give you wine to drink, and if you are lucky, there will be beautiful girls to come and drill your tent. Their smiles are very contagious, and people sigh that there are still such pure and friendly people in this world who are unwilling to leave.

They are the same who, after picking up a scimitar and jumping on horseback, will become the most ruthless robbers in the world. When they break into your house, they will not put down their butcher knives because of the cries of the old man and the child, and they will not give up plundering because your house is surrounded by walls, even if you only have a broken iron pot in your house. They will not leave a living mouth after slaughtering a village, and they will not leave a house behind if they rob a city and burn a city.

To sum up, you can come to his home, but don't invite him to your home.

Daxi Changru would not blatantly run to the territory of the Khitans with the blood horse, in that case, even if the grassland people were hospitable, they would not hesitate to greet him with a feather arrow scimitar. Stopping at an unknown hill, Daxi Changru sent soldiers to camp. The hill is not very high, but it looks a bit majestic.

Starting from Yuyang County, it took a big circle to get here, without passing through the pastures of the Khitan people. Daxi Changru was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so they walked a long way longer than going directly to Qingniu Lake. The camp was chosen here because it was the border between the areas controlled by the Xi and Khitans, and people on both sides rarely approached it so as not to cause disputes. It is difficult for the Blood Riders to be found when they camp here, and even if they are discovered, neither the Xia people nor the Khitans will take the initiative to provoke them.

Because they wanted to live here permanently, the Blood Cavalry began to build camps. It is not a problem at all to hide more than a hundred blood riders who are good at hiding in the mountains, just like hiding a hundred ants on ten tons of coal. With water down the mountain and forests on the mountain, this is a great place to retreat no matter how you look at it.

Li Xian sat on the stone and watched the busy blood cavalry work, he was too lazy to help, not because he was lazy, but because he was tired. The number of times he draws the knife every day has increased to 2,000 times, and Li Xian doesn't know if he will hold a horizontal knife every day like a fool if he lives here for a year and a half. The four words "withdraw" and "insert" do not necessarily mean high tides and desires, but may represent boredom and painful fatigue.

After two thousand draws, even if Li Xian will not be half-dead as he was at the beginning, he will definitely not be as fierce as eating a certain brother. Even if it's doing that kind of ** thing, it doesn't necessarily feel comfortable to pull out and insert - and don't for a whole day. Every time he finishes practicing, Li Xian's arms become much thicker, and they still feel hard to the touch...... There was no cavernosa in the arm, and the thing wasn't very strong. After nearly a month of uninterrupted training, Li Xian's biceps and whatever head muscles became very strong.

Gently massaging his arms, Li Xian looked at the busy figures of those blood riders: "The mountain is not high, there are trees, the water is not deep, there are fish, women are not good, there are holes......

"How does your wrist feel, and can you still move?"

Daxi Changru walked over and asked.

Li Xian said: "It's okay, at least you can hold the little chicken-chicken to pee, don't hesitate for me to try it for you?" ”

Daxi Changru was accustomed to the shamelessness and scoundrel of this little calf, he picked up a small wooden stick from the ground and put it on the stone, and said to Li Xian: "Cut it off." ”

Although Li Xian didn't know what Daxi Changru's purpose was, he was sure that it would be the beginning of another training. He jumped down from the stone, and pulled out the horizontal knife like a cloud, and the movement seemed to be without a single flaw, and he slashed it down, and with a bang, the horizontal knife slashed on the stick and slashed on the stone, splashing a spark. The small sticks flew up in both directions, leaving a white mark on the stone.

Daxi Changru picked up the two small wooden sticks that were cut off, put them together and compared them, and said, "The eyesight is not bad, it's about the same." ”

Li Xian smiled shyly and said, "Talent ......"

Daxi Changru didn't continue to praise him, but picked up a small wooden stick from the ground again and put it on the stone, and then drew his knife and slashed it down! After the flash of the sword, the wooden stick on the stone did not even move. Li Xian leaned over curiously, picked up the wooden stick and looked at it, and made a gesture. The small sticks were cut from the center, the same length and the same. There was not a trace left on the stone, and Li Xian's eyes widened instantly.

Daxi Changru looked at the stunned Li Xian and said, "Don't tell me anything about shit talent, I never believe in talent." I practiced drawing knives like you did for two years, and I practiced cutting thousands of sticks every day for three years. If you can do what I do in two years, I'll admit you're a genius. If you think something as simple as this is already a god, then you simply don't touch the knife again. ”

After finishing speaking, Daxi Changru turned around and left.

Li Xian looked at the small wooden stick in his hand and was silent for a long time, and he didn't know how long he was silent, and the young man who sighed narrowed his eyes slightly, telling himself in his heart that the world was really big.

He bent down and collected dozens of relatively straight sticks on the ground, and instead of placing them on stones, he chose a relatively clean piece of land to arrange them. The reason why he did this was because he was distressed that the knife would collapse. He sat on the ground, looked at the dozens of sticks in front of him, and then took a deep breath.

Draw the knife and cut it off.

The blood cavalry built the camp very quickly, and it only took more than twenty days to build the basic facilities. It includes a fence, stables, a row of houses, a watchtower hidden in the forest, a kitchen, a bathroom, and of course, a latrine. In the past twenty days, Li Xian has not paid attention to the progress of the camp at all, and he has no time to take a look over there.

When he got up in the morning, he would practice his bow and arrow for an hour when his hands were full. The rest of the time, except for eating, going to the toilet and sleeping, almost all of it is spent on getting along with wooden sticks. In the past twenty days, if the small wooden sticks cut by Li Xian were made into chopsticks, they could be given to each of the blood cavalrymen with 1,000 pairs. This is a very wasteful behavior, so Daxi Changru asked Li Xian to choose a slightly thicker wood to split, and the cut wood can also be used to make a fire for cooking.

When a beautiful and practical camp was finally built, Li Xian finally cut out the first wooden stick of the same length. He wasn't excited, and he didn't run to Daxi Changru to show off. It took more than a month to split a one-to-one length of wooden sticks, which is not a miracle in terms of probability.

At the beginning, every time Li Xian slashed, he would leave a trace on the ground, and as the days passed, Li Xian's biggest gain was not the pair of wooden sticks that happened to cut out the level, but the traces on the ground have become shallower and shallower. It's not a lot to say, but it's really hard to do. It is difficult to control the strength of the knife to be so perfect, it is slightly lighter, and the knife is either closed before it has been cut, or it is cut continuously. If it's heavy, it will leave marks on the ground.

It's not just the arms that hurt, it's the eyes.

Staring at those wooden sticks all day without blinking, Li Xian's eyes were dry and painful. Whenever he couldn't see clearly, he would stop and apply a compress to the remnants of snow on the mountain. This will make the eyes feel better and the dull mind will be clearer.

Splitting all the wooden sticks in front of him, Li Xian's tense nerves loosened and he spit out a mouthful of turbid air.

Dugu Ruizhi sat down beside him and handed Li Xian a water bag: "Anzhi, can you tell me why you practice so hard?" ”

"Desperate?"

Li Xian took a big sip of water, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't think it's desperate." ”

Dugu Ruizhi changed his sentence and said: "Practice so hard, why?" “

Li Xian smiled, stretched out his body vigorously, and lay down on the ground on all fours: "Maybe it's to live more steadily?" In any case, the stronger my own strength, the less likely it is that others can hurt me. There is not much difference between people in this world, except that the place where they pee is different. My idea is simple, I just don't want to die at the hands of others. ”

Dugu Ruizhi looked at Li Xian and wondered: "You are such a young man, why are you so emotional?" Listen to your tone as if you have many enemies. And it still seems to be strong? ”

Li Xian smiled faintly: "Very strong, so strong that ...... In order to ensure that I don't die, Tiefutu has killed more than thirty brothers over the years. In order not to die, and in order to die fewer people, I can't let myself live in a mess, I have become stronger, so that I can help avenge my dead brothers. Brother Bird has seven deep wounds on his body, and I always have to ask for an explanation for him. ”

Dugu Ruizhi asked curiously, "What is your identity?" Why do so many people want to kill you? Why do the people of the Iron Float protect you? ”

Li Xian looked at the sky through the gap in the leaves, and then smiled faintly: "I am an ordinary person, but there are many people who think that I am not ordinary. ”

He sat up abruptly, then got up to look for a wooden stick that he could chop: "If you really want to know how different I am, you can go and ask my master." ”

Dugu Ruizhi stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks: "You must ask, otherwise I won't be able to sleep." ”

Li Xian picked up a handful of wooden sticks and put them on the ground, and then continued his boring and mechanical movements. Draw the knife, chop, close the knife, draw the knife again, chop again.

Cutting the wooden stick he picked up again to death that he couldn't die anymore, Li Xian raised his head and looked at the back of Dugu Ruizhi who was gradually disappearing in the distance and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry...... It's not that I want to arouse your curiosity, it's just ...... If you know any bullshit prophecy about the reincarnation of the true dragon, Daxi Changru can only let you join the ranks of desperately protecting me. I'm sorry...... I still need someone to protect me. ”

Li Xian's vision was a little blurry, but it soon brightened.

He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.

Therefore, you must become stronger as soon as possible, so that more people will not be affected.

In the not-too-distant future, I will be able to protect myself and everyone on my own.

His face was flat, but it became more and more resolute.