Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Beginning of the Tooth Festival

There are five major states in Forget Xian County, Beizhou Yulin, there is a mountain on the side of the state city, every time the autumn rain continues, the clouds and mist lie in the mountains, endure for a long time, the Taoist temple on the mountain seems to stand in the clouds and mist every time, the xia is steaming, although the mountain is not high, but because of the creation of heaven and earth, it is not subject to the disaster of autumn rain, and can also watch the weather of the sea of clouds, three hundred years ago, the Taoist people traveled here, passed down a vein of the Taoist branch, for the view in the clouds.

It is for the wonder of forgetting the immortals, watching the sea in the clouds.

Yulin, the state city of Shanxia Prefecture, has been expanded several times, and the originally heavy city wall has already been demolished, but no one is worried.

In the eyes of the people in the city, although there is no bluestone thick wall here, the arrow tower tower, but the young man in the green shirt, the Confucian gentleman, is the world's first-class city wall, can immediately resist the enemy, the case in front of the article, the hot-blooded soldier is the arrow tower that no one can break.

I am a vast Qin, the vertical and horizontal are above the court, and the Yin and Yang family are hidden between the mountains and rivers.

There is also a sword in the door, a cloth cloth in the ink man, miscellaneous families in the market, and the Legalists strictly order to arrest the world.

The bigger the city, the more you can feel this self-confidence and courage, this kind of prosperity in the world, the vastness of all countries.

This is the Qin Emperor of the past dynasties with a sword to whip the world, the eighteen-way iron horse dragon guard swept the four fields, the military generals are not afraid of death, and the Wenchen dares to die to admonish the prosperity of the prosperous times, even if there are small obstacles, they will be calmed down every few days, and will not disturb the people's livelihood.

One mile outside Yulin City, there are several miles of long pavilions traversing, and the weeping willows on both sides are called willow pavilions, so that those friends who have to separate the end of the world say goodbye.

At this time, it is almost the New Year's Festival, and parting people can be seen everywhere. Many of them are dressed up, some of them want to stay in the state city to visit fellow teachers for the spring exam next year, and some of them are already frustrated and ready to leave this sad place and return to their hometown.

Qin Fei sat under the willow pavilion and looked at the official road with a slight distraction.

Today's tail tooth festival, is the Daomen Wangxian County branch, Yunzhongguan undertakes, Daqin Lefu, the school palace to participate in the grand event, even the military school field is performing martial arts today, with war drums and soldiers cheering, its momentum is very large, there are a lot of cars and horses coming and going on the official road, all of them are powerful people from all over the world to participate in this festival, but only the blue-shirted boy is not seen.

Seeing a carriage passing by again, Qin Fei retracted his gaze, casually took a cup of warm rice wine from the table, drank it all, and a woman with elegant eyebrows, like Mei Jingli, next to him, took the wine pot on the stove, leaned slightly with one hand, and pressed his sleeve with the other.

The wine poured into the glass, but it did not ripple at all, it was smooth and natural, and it was just right to converge at the eighty percent, and the silver flask was still set aside.

Fu sat back in his place, and did not speak, dressed in white, even the placket cloak was like snow, holding a small hand-warming copper stove in his arms, hollowing out the crane dancing pine, emitting curling smoke, more and more feminine cold, but his eyes were a little unconsciously looking at the indifferent, even indifferent young man, and he was quite curious.

She is a disciple of Yuefu, her talent is different, although the sound of the piano is far less than that of the Nine Heavens Huanpei, the sound of the great sage, but it has also been quiet, can live in birds, can cause people to worry, the double sword dances with her, and has obtained two points of thunder wind.

was supposed to be the first to dance the sword at today's sacrifice, but he was sent by the lord of the mansion to accompany the young man.

The lord of the mansion treats her very well, she naturally has no objections, I thought that she was a rich child who was vassally elegant and obsessed with the color of Shao Ai, but this young man always adhered to etiquette for her, but the child next to her was quite enthusiastic about her, her name and hobbies, and her inquiries were clear, which made people laugh.

The scholar next to her gradually returned to the city, and the gaze she cast made her feel a little disliked, frowned slightly, and said:

"Childe ......"

"Miss Qiu can call me Qin Fei."

The young man looked sideways, her expression was cold, and what she wanted to say was difficult to say unconsciously, Qin Xiao raised her eyes on the side, and said ghostly:

"Sister Qiu can't stay with me?"

"Brother Fei is this character, he has become more and more cold in recent years, and he can make him lose his temper, Ah Xiao has only seen one."

Qin Fei's expression was slightly stiff, and when he looked sideways, the boy stopped his mouth in time, picked up the Mo family organ in his arms, and carefully moved to the woman's side, his eyebrows and eyes smiled, and he said as if offering a treasure:

"Sister Qiu, why don't you come and play......"

"This is the Mo family's organ man, who can fight and kill swordsmen, and derive the Mo family's swordsmanship."

"There are only thirteen ways on the market, and I finally asked for this, and it is interesting to be able to use the perfect seventeen road sword moves."

The woman smiled, gently stroked the boy's hair, and said softly:

"Thank you, Xiao...... Just play on your own. ”

The boy smiled, there was no discomfort when he was rejected, he seemed to sit between her and Qin Fei unintentionally, separating the two, bowing his head and playing with the two wooden mechanisms, the two wooden swords accompanied the boy's operation, attacking each other, and the operation was flexible, almost no different from ordinary swords, but it was eye-catching.

This Mohist swordsmanship is the same as the principle of Confucian books, and there are few people in the world who don't know it.

Back then, when the people of the Cloud Guankong Dao talked about the situation in the world, they once said: "The Confucian and Mo disciples belong to the people, and the disciples are rich." ”

If the world is crooked, Confucianism has one hand and Mohist has one hand.

I can hold it no matter what.

Not really.

The music before the beginning of the year-end festival has been heard in the city, dancing to the sound of the eagle, the closest to the initial sound of the avenue, vast and vast.

Qin Fei frowned slightly, took another drink, worried, a fire-like afterimage suddenly appeared in the distance, the sound of the horse's neighing was high, like a dragon's chant, a green shadow had swept a very long distance in the blink of an eye, easily flashed over the vehicles and pedestrians on the road, and then was extremely humane, suddenly stopped in front of the willow pavilion, and seemed to swing his head with great satisfaction, the cyan mane danced like a flame, and the front hooves stepped lightly.

Qin Fei was slightly stunned, and then saw the young man with a hosta on horseback, his eyebrows were clean but his face was as white as snow, and he hesitated slightly:

"Brother Wang?"

"Qin, Brother Qin......"

Wang Anfeng raised his head when he heard this, noticed the white-shirted young man, and smiled reluctantly.

I don't know if the green horse has been holding back in his small yard for too long, this time the speed is almost terrifying, the wind is galloping, he is cultivating to gradually increase, so he can barely suppress the feeling of churning in his chest and abdomen, and does not vomit on the spot.

Barely calming down the feeling in his lower abdomen, the young man turned over and said to Qin Fei, who got up to greet him:

"I'm sorry for being late today."

"It's okay to ......"

Qin Fei replied, first noticing that the young man was no longer sharp, like a sharp sword breaking through the air's eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then looked at Wang Anfeng's pale face, and hesitated:

"The tooth sacrifice is quite loose, since it has arrived, why don't you take a rest here now?"

"You don't have to ......"

Wang Anfeng shook his head in response, his demeanor was calm, and he seemed to have returned to his original appearance, but before he said a word, his chest and abdomen churned, and his face turned whiter, Qin Fei smiled, stretched out his hand, and said:

"Let's rest for a while and then enter the city......"

“…… I'm sorry. ”