Fan Li pulled the car,

In the car sat Chen Daole's old mother and sword maid,

Chen Daole led the scholar to walk beside him.

Next to it, there is also a person who sells sugar gourds with straw sticks.

Jian Wan likes to eat sugar gourds, but if she buys too much sugar gourds in one go, she loses its taste;

Therefore, Fan Li tied up a middle-aged man who specialized in selling sugar gourds and followed everyone on the road, and the sword maid wanted to eat it, so she took out copper coins and bought a bunch from the man.

Chen Daole's scholar also came over from time to time to spend money to buy a bunch to satisfy his hunger.

Fan Li's car was pulled very steadily, and Chen Daole's old mother, Sun, was lying on the futon and fell asleep.

The sword maid was a little bored, holding a sugar gourd in one hand and eating it with the other hand, rubbing the sword that Zhang Yiqing gave to Chen Daole next to him, and now he was taken by the sword maid as his own.

Asked:

"If you don't do it, you want to follow us to the snow customs, what are you trying to do?"

Chen Daole was not restrained, in fact, he was the same as the middle-aged man who sold sugar gourds, he was a prisoner, but he still replied with a smile:

"Staying in Yingdu, I can only be a clerk and do some complicated things of copying and writing, so I feel that I can't have a bigger head start by following you on the road.

Besides, you are from Uncle Hirano, and if I go back with you, I will take advantage of it. ”

"Hey, interesting." The sword maid spit out the kernel, licked her lips, and said, "You are a vulgar person. ”

"Where is the vulgar?"

"I can't say it, it's vulgar anyway."

"Is it because I'm from Jin?"

"Sort of."

"People, after all, are going to eat, since you have decided to eat at the table, it is natural that you will eat at which table the dishes are good."

"The rice surnamed Zheng is not so delicious."

"Eating has always been based on ability."

Jian Wan rolled her eyes, she was kind enough to remind this scholar who could be regarded as saving herself, but since people insisted on doing so, she didn't care.

After all, the sword maid has a skill, don't look at her young age, but she is a ghost, and she can almost see through the thoughts in that person's heart through observation.

Chen Daole's concealment, in his own opinion, may be good, and it is also in line with his image, and he also gave a defensible reason.

But whether he is a pure scholar or not, whether the edges and corners in his heart have been smoothed by reality, whether he came to Yingdu before and now goes to the snow customs together to eat, the sword and maid can see the clues.

But Hades can't save the ghost who drove him to death, you can go if you want to, do you really think that the snow customs is so easy to mix, wait for that blind man to sift it casually, what kind of color are you really think people can't see? Although he is blind.

The group traveled during the day and slept in the open at night, and did not deliberately go to a nearby village or Wubao Inn to stay.

Set up two tents, one large and one small, Chen Daole's mother sleeps the big one, and the sword maid sleeps the small one.

The other four men slept on the floor.

Today's dinner is a cake with vegetable soup, the vegetable is a wild vegetable, and the cake is bought a long time ago, and it is as hard as a bar.

The sword maid was eating rock sugar gourd next to her, Chen Daole's mother ate some cakes and drank a bowl of soup, and then went back to the tent to sleep.

"When I cross the forest tomorrow, I will pick some fruit, and then boil a syrup in the evening, and it will be full again."

The middle-aged man's surname is He, his name is He Chunlai, he was a husband in Yupancheng in his early years, and later the savage Chu people called, so he fled to Yingdu with the homeless people, and changed his career to the sugar gourd business.

"It's winter, where is the fresh fruit?" The sword maid asked.

He Chunlai shook his head and said, "The fruit frozen into lumps is also delicious." ”

"Oh." The sword maid nodded.

Chen Daole held the cake in his hand and gnawed on it as he spoke: "All the way east, the population is getting more and more sparse. ”

The sword maid said: "When we get to the snow customs, it will be lively." ”

Chen Daole nodded and said: "Yes, so I have always admired Uncle Pingye, who traveled thousands of miles to fight in the snow sea, closed the door and beat the dogs, and buried all the hundreds of thousands of savages and beasts, this is really the work of a big husband!" ”

"Don't think about it so much, or you'll be disappointed when you meet a real person." The sword maid said.

"No, no, no, Chen is not a sycophant, looking at a person, in fact, it is not to see what he says and what it looks like, but to focus on what he has done."

Fan Li smiled.

Chen Daole continued: "When the general trend is today, the Yan people are powerful, and Qianchu can only unite together to resist the Yan army going south, but the biggest problem is that Qianchu is a big country, and after the Yan people annexed the land of the Three Jins, they will not be able to digest it in a short period of time.

If the stall is too large, it is easy to lose the whole plate in one wrong step. ”

The sword maid yawned, he was not interested in listening to the scholar's vision of the big picture in front of him, so he should go back to sleep.

Fan Li silently continued to eat cakes, unlike the night when he forcibly ordered Chen Daole to save the sword maid, in the next few days when he left Yingdu to hurry, he said very little.

Tonight's wind, a little strong, but bigger, is the sound of footsteps.

After Fan Li put the last bit of cake into his mouth, he silently picked up the axe next to him, which was wrapped in cloth on weekdays and rarely opened.

Seeing this, Chen Daole was stunned for a moment, and immediately ended his fugue, subconsciously wanting to find some guys, but found that the sword that Zhang Yiqing had given him earlier was in the tent of the sword maid.

As a last resort, Chen Daole could only pick up a stone and pinch it in his hand.

Seeing this, He Chunlai on the side didn't ask anything, but instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and silently raised his straw stick.

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

The footsteps are very clear, and the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of covering it, maybe, in the other party's opinion, at such a close distance, it is already a certainty.

"Buzz!"

A man in black came out of the woods, came to the campfire, and shouted:

"Hehe, Yangou, do you know who your grandfather and I are!"

"Bang!"

Fan Li's axe smashed over,

It's fast,

A great axe was like a feather in his hand.

The skull of the man in black was directly cut off by the axe, and the headless body stood there, and the neck was still dripping with water.

After cutting people,

Fan Li seemed to have come to his senses,

Asked:

"Who is it?"

It's a pity that the man in black can't answer anymore.

Xu was because this axe was too simple, and the man in black who had his head cut off should be a leader, so the next seven or eight men in black who came out did not rush up to fight, but began to retreat unconsciously after looking at the headless corpse of their boss standing there.

Soon, one person took the lead, and the others immediately ran backwards, and just fled.

It came suddenly, and it went suddenly.

Fan Li put the axe on the ground, patted his knee, and said:

"Sleep."

He wasn't interested in who the man in black who rushed out earlier, it was the robbery team secretly sent out by the nearby dock fort? Or are they the people of the Jin State Restoration Force? Or is it a spy planted by other countries in Jindi?

Fan Li didn't bother to know about these.

The bonfire was still burning, and Fan Li lay down next to him, his left hand resting under his head, and his right hand resting on his chest.

Soon

The snoring was already loud.

Chen Daole and He Chunlai looked at each other, and a trace of jealousy flashed in each other's eyes.

It's just that Chen Daole still took action and cleaned up the body and head, for fear of frightening his mother who would get up tomorrow morning.

This night, the rest of the day was quiet.

The next morning the crowd arose.

Jian Wan walked out of the tent, squatting next to her with a toothbrush dipped in green salt and rinsing her mouth, although she had the goal of killing Zheng Fan when she grew up, this did not prevent her from liking Zheng Fan's small delicate and clean living habits.

Breakfast is still a cake, and it is so monotonous that it makes people numb.

The group continued on the road,

Fan Li only cared about pulling the cart and didn't ask about last night's incident.

And today, Chen Daole and He Chunlai are also a lot quieter.

The sword maid sitting on the board car played with Chen Daole's old mother and turned the flower rope, the old woman's skills were higher than that of the sword maid, and the old and the young played with "giggles" from time to time.

Chen Daole and He Chunlai would sneak a glance at Fan Li from time to time when they were marching, because they were very unaccustomed to the "absolute coldness and composure" presented by Fan Li.

If you were someone else, you should be nervous about what happened last night today, and even, you will knock and doubt that the two of them are.

But Fan Li didn't.

Because after the strength is high enough, the poem is at the feet, not far away.

Chen Daole couldn't help but glance at the sword maid a few more times,

Others are still laying the foundation at such a young age, and they have to grind it slowly one step at a time when they become adults.

As a result, the girl in front of her had to take an advanced step because her foundation was too strong.

The most terrifying thing is that

After advancement,

She also left tears of remorse.

Fan Li and Jian Wan only told him that they were going to the Snow Customs, they were from Ping Yebo, as for the rest, Jian Wan deliberately didn't say it, and Fan Li was too lazy to say it.

The breath of winter has arrived, and tonight, everyone will sleep in the woods.

He Chunlai took out the brown sugar in his bag, lit the bonfire and set up the pot, and then got up, he was going to the forest to find fruit.

The practice of sugar gourd has never been monotonous, and there are actually many things that can be used.

The sword maid asked curiously:

"Who do you go to ask for fruit?"

He Chunlai replied with a smile: "It is not necessarily only people who can hide fruits. ”

As soon as He Chunlai left, it was more than an hour.

Fan Li didn't wait for him to come back to boil the sugar, but began to cook the vegetable soup, and at the same time, pasted the cake next to the bonfire and baked it.

The soup is ready, the cake is baked, and the crust is a little crispy.

The sword maid reached out and took one from Fan Li's hand, but she didn't have much appetite, and said:

"I miss the steamed buns in the house."

The steamed buns in Hirano's Mansion are stuffed;

The radish shredded filling, the bean paste filling, the pickled cabbage filling, the cabbage filling, and the steamed buns are vegetables and rice.

Fan Li nodded and said, "Next time I go out, I'll carry some more." ”

In winter, steamed buns are stored for a long time and are not easy to spoil.

"Hmm."

I don't like it, but I still have to eat it.

Because Jian Wan found that since she entered the Nine Pins that night, her amount of food has increased.

It made her very disliked.

The reason for not liking is not that they will get fat, in this era, women who are too thin are often not popular, and the so-called big butt is also based on the low level of medical care in this era, and women with small physique are prone to dystocia.

Jian Wan felt that she was very good at supporting herself before, and she didn't eat much, for example, when she followed her master Yuan Zhenxing, the master and apprentice didn't have a meal in the capital, and she could eat half a steamed bun at the beginning, and it was difficult for her to starve to death no matter how big the famine was.

Now, she's panicking.

It can only be said that childhood events are indeed easy to leave a shadow on children, and in the face of the problem of increasing the amount of food they eat, Jian Wan can't help but start thinking about who can support herself after she kills Zheng Fan in the future?

finally

He Chun came and went,

He was holding a package in his left hand and was covered in blood.

He opened the package, and it was filled with frozen fruit, all kinds of fruit.

But the blood on his body was not that of a beast, although there should be wolves in the vicinity.

Regarding the bloodstains, Chen Daole wanted to ask, but he didn't ask;

Fan Li and Jianwen continued to eat, the little scholar did not dare to look, and the old woman had a bad look, so she went back to the tent to sleep after eating.

He Chunlai drank the last bit of leftover vegetable soup,

Put down the bowl,

smiled,

Some free and easy,

is also a little relieved,

Road:

"I just went and killed some people, and those people are still haunted."

"Oh."

The sword maid replied and went back to her tent.

"Oh."

Fan Li also responded, he was a little full, and took out another piece of cake to bake again.

There wasn't much left, but fortunately it wasn't far from the snow customs.

He Chunlai seemed to have smashed his fist on the cotton, which was very uncomfortable.

"I know how to make sugar gourds, but I wasn't a lifu before."

"Hmm."

Fan Li continued to bake the cake.

He Chunlai bit his lip and looked at Chen Daole, who lowered his head.

The two of them are still not used to this kind of atmosphere, confession is not like confession, showdown is not like showdown, confrontation is not like confrontation, like a group of lice on your body, scratching you desperately, not to make you scream in pain, but enough to make you restless.

Fan Li took out the almost baked cake, divided it in half, and handed it to He Chunlai, who had only drunk the soup before.

He Chunlai had no temper at all, and reached out to take the cake,

And then

"Shhh

The cake was freshly baked and very hot.

Fan Li didn't care, and continued to eat in large gulps.

His physique is different from ordinary people, in Xue San's words, if Ali is hungry, he can swallow the glass like Mai Lisu.

He Chunlai's words were not said after all.

In the evening, after Fan Li was full and lay down to sleep, He Chunlai began to boil the sugar color with the only pot, and then poured it on the fruit.

Wait until the next day,

His already empty straw stick was filled with sugar gourds again.

Team, set off again.

By the afternoon,

A cavalry contingent appeared in front, which was the sentry of the Snow Customs.

About a quarter of an hour later, another detachment came.

The sword maid left the cart,

Fan Li re-tied the cushion to his shoulder, and sat up with the sword and the maid in his hand.

And then

Fan Li began to run,

Run towards the snow customs.

The rest will be escorted by snow customs guards.

When it was just dark, Fan Li ran into the south gate of the Snow Pass, and continued to run to the Pingye Bofu without stopping.

At the door,

The sword maid jumped off Fan Li's shoulder, and she didn't go back to the Earl's Palace, but went to her master next door.

Fan Li scratched his head and went back to the house, but after a round trip, he found that there was no one in the house, so he asked someone to find a subordinate, only to know that they had taken the county lord to Fengxincheng and had not come back.

……

Outside the small courtyard next to Uncle Hirano,

The sword and the maid knock at the door,

It was Liu Dahu who opened the door,

After seeing the sword maid, Liu Dahu's face immediately turned red.

At this age, especially in the school, Zheng Man, the wolf cub who was picked up in the desert a long time ago, is the little overlord in the school, and the sword maid is the dream lover in the hearts of many young men.

The big guys think she's good-looking.

"Where's your father?" The sword maid asked.

"Daddy!" Liu Dahu shouted.

The Sword Master walked over, touched Liu Dahu's head, and then walked out the door.

Liu Dahu instinctively wanted to follow, but was glared at by the sword maid and was frightened back.

Juggernaut walks ahead,

The sword maid followed.

Juggernaut spoke:

"Big Tiger is an honest boy."

The sword maid said: "Master, I really don't like your son, don't kiss him." ”

"That's not what it means to be a teacher."

"Then I don't want to have it again."

Juggernaut smiled.

"Master, I'm advanced."

"I can see it."

The Sword Maiden told the Sword Master what had happened to her on the way back.

The Juggernaut frowned slightly,

He originally thought that the sword maid couldn't bear it, so he secretly advanced, but he didn't expect it......

But it stands to reason that it is not.

He understands the physical condition of the sword maid, it shouldn't be like this, otherwise it would be impossible for him to agree to let Fan Li take the sword maid to Yanjing.

Originally, he thought that a swordsman, he shouldn't just have a sword in his eyes, there should be vast mountains and rivers, but now, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If something really happened to his apprentice, or if the person was gone, he would really regret dying.

"Why is this so? Did you eat something? ”

"Ah, before we go back, the sixth prince asked us to bring some gifts to Uncle Zheng, some Ganoderma lucidum or heavenly licorice or something, I asked the big man to cook vegetable soup on the way and eat it."

Juggernaut understood, the problem was here.

"Overdone."

"Huh?"

The sword maid didn't expect it to be for this reason.

In fact, menarche is just an introduction, and the essential reason is that those great replenishment of natural materials and earth treasures are eaten too much at once, resulting in excessive activity of qi and blood in the body, thus stagnating.

The sword maid said disappointedly:

"Master, I'm so bad."

"What's the loss?"

"Originally, I thought that when I grow up in the future, when I kill Zheng Fan, I will be promoted to a product in one step, and the last step is to learn from the master that you did outside the city when you forcibly opened a second product and took Zheng Fan's head.

Now, ruined, my dreams, gone. ”

"Who is not good at learning, but you want to learn from Zheng Fan?"

"Why, master."

"Yes."

"Nope." The sword maid was angry.

"Okay, no."

"But master, if I advance ahead this time, will it have an impact on my future cultivation?"

Juggernaut nodded,

forthwith

He shook his head again.

"Master, what do you mean?"

"It's an influence, but it can also be unaffected, your way, you can't be impatient, you should walk more calmly, the original intention of the sword is fast, but often the more stable, the faster."

"Then what should I do, master?"

"Easy to do."

The sword master's index finger was placed on the center of the sword maid's eyebrows,

Originally, he was a little hunched and walked with a little vanity, but at this time he straightened his waist.

Fingertips removed,

Immediately

A wisp of sword qi was withdrawn from the sword maid's body and dissipated into the void in front of her.

The sword maid only felt that her body was weak,

"Poof" knelt on the ground,

At this point,

There was no sword qi flowing in her body, as if the Nine Rank cultivation a few days ago was just a dream.

But soon,

The sword maid seemed to realize something,

Raise your head,

He looked at his master in shock.

The Juggernaut hunched his back again, and his footsteps began to continue to float,

Even because of the strong wind at night, he coughed twice, and he still looked sick.

"Master, master, you ........."

The Juggernaut interrupted her,

Road:

"Your dream is back."

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Don't panic, there's still a little more.