"How to get from here to Huaiyin City."

Just as Han Xin was planning with great interest how to find a beautiful woman to revitalize their Han family's incense, which had not been prosperous, a sound of footsteps came, and then a shadow blocked his sunlight.

Han Xin, who was interrupted by someone, narrowed his eyes very unhappily.

The one who spoke was a six-foot man, about forty years old, with a square face with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he was wearing a somewhat tattered cloth robe, his expression was domineering. Especially the slightly bulging muscles under the cloth robe, Han Xin naturally reminded Han Xin of the two melancholy pectoralis major muscles of the Terminator in the movie.

His eyes followed the big man's side, and there was a young man in white standing next to him, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with a fair complexion, and his appearance was a little immature but unusually beautiful. Seeing Han Xin squinting at him, his cheeks were slightly red, and he smiled a little shyly, which was a kind of hello.

It turned out to be a son, and the big man standing in front of him blocking his sunshine might be his evil servant.

"Didn't you hear our son asking you?" The 'Terminator' was very cooperative with Han Xin's assumptions about him, and said in a somewhat unkind tone.

He saw Han Xin lying lazily on the haystack, and he didn't mean to get up, his eyes were still looking at his young master very presumptuously, and he couldn't help but be slightly angry.

Han Xin, who was about to open his mouth to tell the two of them where to go, suddenly felt very unhappy. Now in this world, people's hearts are not ancient, and even the evil servants who ask for directions are so arrogant. Niu X what, Niu X has the ability to use the pectoralis major muscle to guess where to go.

He rolled his eyes at the "Terminator", closed his eyes again, moved his body out of the shadow he had blocked, and continued to absorb his Sun and Moon Essence.

Seeing that the young man ignored him so much, the big man couldn't help but be furious, and his hand quickly pressed the sword hanging at his waist, and hesitated for a moment before he couldn't pull it out. Flew up and kicked towards Han Xin on the haystack, wanting to make this arrogant young man suffer a little.

"Uncle Good!" When the sven-looking son saw him kick, he hurriedly shouted to stop, but in the end he was still a step too slow. He knew Shanwu's innate divine power, and with this heavy kick, this young man would have to lie on the bed for at least a few months.

The moment he watched Zen Wu's big foot fall, he couldn't help but close his eyes. The expected screams did not appear, and he opened his eyes to find that Han Xin had stood up without knowing when, standing there immaculate, and was pressing the saber on his waist and looking at the two coldly.

Zen Wu was surprised, obviously not expecting his kick to fail.

He already regretted it a little when he kicked out, thinking that the other party was just a rude teenager, so he secretly withdrew a little bit of strength, just to let this teenager taste a little bitterness, but even if it was, it was not something that ordinary people could easily avoid.

Looking at Han Xin's skillful posture holding the hilt of the sword, he was obviously a person who was proficient in this way, and there was a faint hint of interest on his old black face.

"Uncle Good."

Hearing the call of his son-in-law, Shanwu put away his eagerness to try, took a few steps back with a stupid face, and stood with his sword tied, his eyes still looking at the strange young man in front of him with interest.

"Didn't anyone tell you to ask for directions and say 'please'?" Han Xin looked at the two of them, and his tone was a little cold.

"I'm sorry, that ....... and that servant were in a hurry and were rude to you." The man in white walked up to Han Xin and apologized solemnly, with a somewhat apologetic smile on his face.

"The two of us were just passing by here to ask you for directions."

Domestic servants? Han Xin tilted his head and looked at him, that 'terminator' looked extraordinary, he should not be willing to be a slave or servant of others, and he was likely to be a Hakka general of a wealthy family, so this 'son' is either prominent or noble, and his identity is not simple.

Thinking of this, Han Xin's eyes became a little different when he looked at him.

The boy saw Han Xin's strange eyes looking at him, and he was staring at him with enthusiastic eyes, and his heart was a little hairy. Unaware that Han Xin had already printed the word 'fat sheep' on his forehead, he was fantasizing about a sumptuous dinner beckoning to him.

Swallowing his saliva, Han Xintian pretended to laugh heroically.

"It's okay, my son has always had a lot of adults, and he won't bother with your family's evil servants."

It's false to say that you're not angry, but the Zen in that child's mouth doesn't seem to have much malice towards him, and the part of his foot is also very particular about choosing his butt - if he is kicked in that place, it will only hurt for a few days at most.

stepped forward and patted the shoulder of the man in white very familiarly, ignoring the cold snort of the black-faced man next to him.

"Aren't you going to Huaiyin County, it's not too close, and I can't tell for a while. In this way, I will send you over by the way, and I will live in Huaiyin City. ”

The man in white was a little uncomfortable with Han Xin's unexplained affection, and moved his shoulders slightly, narrowing the distance between him and his face, and smiling a little reluctantly.

"Wouldn't that be too much of a hassle for you?"

"No trouble, no trouble, no trouble at all." Han Xin smiled and retracted the hand on his shoulder, swallowed his saliva, and thought to himself that the feeling was really good, and the weight of the tremor felt twice was not small, and the weight of lifting was light.

"Just now I was dreaming about a big meal, but I was woken up by you, so I was half full. I think it's better to ask for a chance meeting, and an auspicious day is better than the same day, so I'll reluctantly let you invite me to a meal as compensation. ”

After speaking, he looked up to the sky and snorted, and without waiting for the man in white to answer, he strode forward, and said in his mouth: Hurry up, when the dinner time arrives, we will not be able to enter the city when the wine shop is full.

The man in white was stunned after hearing this, obviously he didn't understand what it had to do with the fact that the wine shop was full and he couldn't enter the city. Seeing that Han Xin looked like he was going to rub rice as a matter of course, he was a little angry and funny, shook his head lightly and caught up with Han Xin. Zen Wu on the side didn't say anything, and followed with a blank face while holding the sword.

"You know how to make a sword." The white-clothed man, who was walking side by side with Han Xin, turned his head sideways, noticed the fish intestines on Han Xin's waist, and asked with some curiosity.

It's no wonder that he asked, in the Qin State, the sword was not something that ordinary civilians could do, except for the officials and soldiers, there were only three kinds of people who often wore them, the rich and noble children and their domestic slaves, and the rangers who wandered the rivers and lakes. And Han Shin's dress and conversation don't look like one of them.

"Your sword is good." Zenna, who had been silent, suddenly interjected, "Presumably you are also proficient in swordsmanship." ”

"This sword is just like that." Han Xin replied absently as he walked, "It is very good to use it to chop wood and chop bamboo, and it is also a knife to kill chickens." ”

He is telling the truth, but his ancestors are under Jiuquan, and if they knew that this unscrupulous descendant often used the ancestral sword to do this kind of thing, I don't know how he would feel.

"As for swordsmanship, it's also average, my mother taught me, and the terminator swordsmanship next to you should be very good." Han Xin glanced at the sword in Shanwu's hand, it looked very ordinary, the only eye-catching thing was that it was very large, surprisingly large, and the weight should not be light.

The heavy sword has no edge, Han Xin still understands this truth.

"Oh." The man in white responded as if he didn't understand, but he couldn't help but ask, "What is that terminator?" ”

Seeing Han Xin staring at him with a look of disdain to answer, the young man in white couldn't help but feel angry, snorted softly, and pursed his lips slightly.

Shanwu looked unbelieving, thinking that Han Xin was deliberately concealing his teacher's inheritance, but this little action naturally did not escape Han Xin's eyes, and he didn't bother to explain. After all, there is indeed no woman in this era who is as fierce as his wife.

His old lady is probably an outlier of Daqin.

"Then what about your mother, does she also live in Huaiyin City?"

Han Xin was silent for a while, and replied lightly: "It's dead, three years ago." ”

"I'm sorry ......"

"Nothing." Han Xin smiled, his expression was a little bitter, and he pretended not to care and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, life and death, life and death, things that everyone will experience." ”

"Some things have passed for a long time, and they have been taken lightly."

Shanwu's body, who was walking in a deep voice, couldn't help but be shocked, Han Xin's words evoked a memory in his heart, and he took a few deep breaths before calming down in his heart for a long time. Looking at Han Xin's eyes, there was less contempt, but more curiosity, wanting to know what happened to this young man, but the words he said at the age of eighteen or nineteen had such a sense of vicissitudes.

"Can I see your sword?" Zenai glanced at the fish intestines again.

"That's not going to work." Han Xin's head shook like a drum, and he said with a serious face; "Our Han family ancestor training, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead."

Zenai nodded, he knew that there were indeed some families that would have this kind of tradition, so he didn't force it. However, Han Xin's last sentence made him almost vomit blood.

"But if you pay a high price, I can consider changing the ancestral teachings for you."

With a dark face, Zen no strode forward, deciding not to pay attention to the kid who had hurt him so much.

"I haven't asked your name yet, beauty. Don't make up a name to fool me. ”

"My name is ......" The man in white answered casually, and only later realized that he exclaimed, "How do you know." ”

"Well." Han Xin's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the corners of his mouth raised proudly, "Ancestral secret recipe, just touch it." ”

I was secretly smug in my heart, which was not easy to see. I have never seen a lean man with such plump pectoral muscles, and some things can not be blocked by blindly wrapping Ben Gongzi's keen observation drops, and the magnitude of the shaking that he just patted her on the shoulder and personally measured the magnitude of the shaking......

Hearing Han Xin's ancestral secret recipe, the girl's face couldn't help but turn red, and she looked down at her steps, only caring about walking.

"Actually, it's better if you don't pretend to be a man, it's easier to attract attention by dressing up like this."

"Oh." The girl tilted her head and looked at Han Xin, looking puzzled. "Why?"

Han Xin said matter-of-factly: "If a man is as beautiful as you, all the women under the sky will die of shame." ”

The girl let out another 'oh' and thought for a long time before she looked up and asked, "Am I really beautiful?" ”

Han Xin 'cut' and thought to himself that there was no need to be so beautiful and beautiful. was about to laugh a few words, but saw the girl's bright eyes without banter, so he asked suspiciously: "It's really fake, didn't anyone tell you that you were so old?" ”

The girl shook her head and said with a somewhat bitter expression: "I was sent to my grandfather's house since I was a child, and my grandfather locked me in the yard all day and didn't let me go out. I haven't been in contact with anyone other than the maids, and no one has ever told me that I'm beautiful, and you're the only one who told me that. ”

Han Xin was a little speechless, even in the era when his exam-oriented education was demonized, at most, he only saw his parents closing their children in the room and doing exercises every day, and he would not let the children come out to meet people.

The thought turned in her mind, and it seemed that the girl's grandfather was probably afraid that others would see her, so it seemed that there must be something wrong with her identity. Then he asked quietly, "Then where are you going to go now, Huaiyin City?" ”

The girl was just about to speak, and the Zen in front of her suddenly coughed heavily, and she stuck out her tongue at Han Shin with some apologies, and turned her mouth towards Zen Won.

Han Xinzhi didn't care, he just asked casually because he was curious.

"Haven't told me your name yet."

The girl hesitated for a moment before whispering, "My name is Yu Miaoyi." ”

"Oh, Yu Miaoyi, this is a good name, wonderful, very small. Yi people, Yi Yan and geese. Yes, yes, it's a spell with my name, my name is Han Xin. ”

Han Xin had a bright smile in the corner of his eyes, and he raised his head slightly, even with today's sunshine, he looked extraordinarily bright.

God treats himself well, and when he was the most hungry, he sent a fat sheep to help him solve dinner, and the most important thing is that he is still a beautiful woman. What's more, this beauty doesn't seem to know how to refuse others, maybe the food and grass will be settled for the remaining days.

Providence! Providence!

But then again, Yu Miaoyi, it's really a nice name!