The two horses pulled a car suitable for the market, and walked south with the wind and Muyang, driving He Mengdong, while Chai Xiaotang and Wang Yu were holding Shimu and sitting on the rickety car.

When the car and horse left Shencheng, Lai Jun gave them to make it easier for the three of them to hurry.

Seven days ago, they carried out supplies in Suidong, and after rushing for so many days, it is expected to arrive at Xiuteng before noon today, and Xiuteng is the southernmost city of the Jin Kingdom, and it is fourteen miles away from the north pass of Longqiu Pass.

Chai Xiaotang was sleeping soundly with two guns in her arms, looking like "with the weapon in hand, she is very relieved wherever she goes".

Wang Yu thought of Longqiu Pass, and thought of Nan Shicai, I don't know how she is doing now since she separated from her that day, and I don't know what happened to the initiator who caused her to come to the Jin Kingdom......

"If you know more people, it's trouble, and you're worried about coming and going. ”

Wang Yu complained while taking out a five-hole flute from his luggage, this short bamboo instrument even he didn't play very well, but there was no way, Shen Cheng couldn't buy other musical instruments, and Wang Yu didn't have the patience to make a flute by himself, so he had to use this flute to comfort himself.

Wang Yu aimed his lips at the mouthpiece, slowly tightened the lip muscles, the air flowing out of the mouth began to become smaller and faster, and the abdomen also tightened, and after the fingers were in place, Wang Yu began to blow for a long time.

The last time it was so pleasantly blown was when Meng Chun was last year, and now that I think about it, it feels like a world away.

And Wang Yu's repertoire is also "Meng Chun".

The music that erupts from the bamboo body of the flute is as sharp as a birdsong.

He Mengdong, who was driving, also listened, he didn't think it was so pleasant when he first heard "Meng Chun", but the more he listened, the more he felt that warmth was slowly emerging.

It's like people are in the first month of spring, although the ears are still steep, but still can't help but look forward to the warbler song and swallow language in the distant spring at the beginning of the year.

After the song was blown, He Mengdong was still unsatisfied, the hand holding the reins had regained its strength, and the three parts of Yuanchi in his body were full of spring.

Wang Yu proudly put down his flute and pretended to be humble and said, "Hey...... The level has regressed a lot. ”

He Mengdong echoed: "Where, where, Hugh is too humble, water control is really the music of everyone." ”

Just as he was thinking about blowing something more, Wang Yu's eyes fell on the drum of the secret beard, and he couldn't help but smile, he was really looking forward to the effect of using this thing to deal with the enemy when the time came.

Guo Tian's memory has been thoroughly eaten by Wang Yu, and he knows the details of the Dense Whisker Drum from it.

The maximum range of action of the Drum of Dense Whiskers is a circle with a radius of one mile, which is determined according to the amount of Qi that the drummer puts into the drum, and hitting the center of the drum with a drum stick will make the target be countered by the fluctuations of his own heart, and the deeper the fluctuation of the heart, the greater the damage received, and it is possible that the damage will spread to the entire Yuanchi Sanbu.

The "Central" part of the drum can stimulate the spirit of the target and the Yuan Chi, give it high morale and strengthen the ability of the Zhou master for a period of time.

Tapping the outer ring of the drum slowly can help restore the amount of qi to some extent.

Touching the drum surface, Wang Yu lay down comfortably and muttered: "With this thing in hand, the victory is in your hands." ”

"Meng Dong, I'll squint for a while, and then wake me up if I encounter an unexpected situation. ”

"Understood. ”

As soon as Wang Yu closed his eyes, he was drunk in the early summer wind.

Then, he dreamed of a memory of Kang Yingyuan, a memory that belonged to the Xiaoman season.

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Kang Yingyuan once thought that being a wealthy tailor was the ultimate destination of his life.

The tailor shop was built by him and his eldest brother, and after his eldest brother eloped with Kang Yingyuan's daughter-in-law, the tailor's shop became his property, and he was a wealthy young man in the outer city of Ruiliu.

In the outer city of Ruiliu, it is not easy to be called rich, after all, Ruiliu is the capital of the Jin Kingdom, the capital of the former Yu Dynasty.

He has been a martial artist since he was a child, and he is also very good at handling scissors.

In the small full season of a certain year, Kang Yingyuan opened the door of his tailor's shop as usual, his business has always been good, but after he opened the door that day, he felt a restlessness between his eyebrows and a tightness in his heart.

There were four people with unkind faces staring at his shop in front of the door, but these people, Kang Yingyuan was still a little familiar, he quickly remembered, he was so upset, he had taught them a lesson the day before yesterday in order to relieve a stranger from other places.

When they said that they were from the Chai family, Kang Yingyuan also pretended to be proud and greeted the entire Chai family in a common tone in the market.

Today, these men came to the door, armed with swords and crossbows.

Kang Yingyuan's body ignited the blood of "fighting to the death", but as soon as his feet stepped out of the threshold of the shop, he hesitated again.

With such a big fight, the shop will definitely make a mess, and it will be bad if the Qi State brocade that he just entered yesterday is damaged, so the hot blood in his body cooled down.

He planned to settle the matter, so he opened his mouth to express his willingness to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster, and the guy who was the leader of the five people just said with a cruel face: "I knew today, why bother at the beginning, we are the dogs of the Chai family, you have to accompany you with half your life." ”

Before he finished speaking, someone pulled the crossbow machine, Kang Yingyuan was cold, instinctively retreated backwards, and a crossbow arrow shot low, directly injuring his crotch.

The moment the severe pain spread through his body, he understood that he had no way to retreat, and could only return to the old road of "fighting to the death".

He roared like a sore beast, his mind and chest were excited, maybe it was at that moment that the Yuan Chi in his body had begun to awaken.

He swung his right fist at the rioters who had stormed the store, and with his left hand picked up the scissors on the table.

The process and ending of this morning were condensed into a shriveled record by Ruiliu's official government: there is a Kang Ji tailor shop in the east of the outer city, its shop owner is called Kang Yingyuan, Tianjue nine years, it and Chai's servants fought because of personal grudges, Chai's servants first injured one of their testicles with crossbow arrows, the shop owner was furious, first punched down a person, and then held scissors and four people scuffled, although Kang Yingyuan's body was hit by several blades, still fought more than once, and only killed four people with a scissor, and then escaped with injuries, nowhere to be found, Chai's high price reward.

But one morning, Kang Yingyuan lost the shop he founded with his own hands, and under the threat of fate, he walked into another strange path.

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In a shaking, Wang Yu opened his eyes, and he was woken up from his dream by He Mengdong.

Wang Yu asked sleepily, "What's wrong?"

He Mengdong pointed to the city wall in the distance, as well as the tombstones that were as dense as a grove nearby, and hurriedly said, "Xiuteng, it's almost there." ”

Countless tombstones came into view, sticking to the ground like huge nails, these tombstones broke Wang Yu's confusion and directly made him a little overwhelmed.

At this time, Chai Xiaotang also woke up, shook his head and straightened up, and then his eyes froze.

Under the blue sky, these tombstones, which are neither new nor old, are silently inserted in the suburbs outside the city, giving Chai Xiaotang and Wang Yu a huge repercussion in their hearts.

Wang Yu muttered: "This, is this ......?"

He Mengdong didn't look at the tombstone, he looked at the clear sky, and said sadly: "That's right, it is the scar caused by the Tianqi earthquake four years ago." ”