There is a lieutenant chief, and there is a pavilion chief, but at the level of the township, the supervisor is the township tour. Dongshan Pavilion belongs to Xuanshui Township, and the township of Xuanshui Township is his direct boss, and he will inevitably deal with him in the future.

Everything is normal, Su Ang brought a thin gift to visit, and it was really a thin gift, and people didn't dare to accept it if it was thick.

The other party had obviously heard of Su Ang's reputation, and after praising Su Ang, Ji Ran went over and called his uncle, which would be more harmonious. It turned out that he was still Ji Ran's elder, and from this aspect alone, Gongsun Fu took great pains to make special and proper arrangements for Su Ang.

After that, Xiang Youyou prepared a banquet, and after the two of them had dinner, Ji Ran sent a few jars of good wine, hung it on the horses, and hurried with Su Ang, and soon arrived at the boundary of Dongshan Pavilion, standing on a high place, he could already see the houses arranged in a long grid shape.

It is said that Wangshan runs a dead horse, at this point, it is also very applicable from the mountain down, Ji Ran estimated the distance, and smiled at Su Ang: "The next road will be smooth, my beloved horse will let go of his steps, and it will be at most two hours, but you, a donkey who has just turned on his wisdom, will take at least three hours, right?"

"More than three hours. ”

Su Ang smiled, and asked the gray donkey to speed up his steps and walk in front of Ji Ran, he was still riding the donkey upside down, and if he wanted to talk to Ji Ran, he had to go a little further.

The gray donkey doesn't know what's wrong, if you want it to ride, you have to ride it upside down, otherwise you won't be killed, it's nothing to say, he's a man, can he still be tough with a wild donkey?

And this gray donkey has opened its wisdom, that is, it can grow into a spirit, and it can't outrun the horse now, but it can run fast in the future, Su Ang patted the donkey's back, and took out a roll of green bamboo slips, and the qi was on his fingertips, and the green bamboo slips snapped and shattered.

"When the wind rises in Nan'an, the knife and bow are as dense as weaving.

galloping 300 miles, he was still in the middle of the bag. ”

Suddenly, a slight old sigh sounded out of thin air, Ji Ran listened, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

This is Wen Peng Zhu Zhu's "Long Sigh", it is said that Zhu Zhu Zhu went to the battlefield when he was young, but Wenjie was very heroic, and he would inevitably charge forward in battle, but he was not killed by the enemy, but was shot by an arrow from the rear, and then sighed very much, making this "Long Sigh".

"Long Sigh" is not famous, but it has two effects: acceleration and combat, which is very practical, Ji Ran has studied it and finds it difficult, but he didn't expect Su Ang to understand more than thirty percent and be able to use it.

He looked around, only to see a strong wind rolling up, and the horse's hooves running as if stepping on the wind, and when he chased Su Ang's side, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "In terms of poems with combat effectiveness, I now have my own poem "Heaven and Earth Bell Qixiu", which is a masterpiece and famous movement, with eternal golden light, and also figured out the fifty percent subtlety of the county lord's "Song of the Eight Immortals". What about you? How many chapters are there now?"

Su Ang thought for a while and replied: "In terms of combat power alone, there is one high-quality famous move, two famous moves, plus Lord Zhu Yu's "Long Sigh". ”

In fact, there should be more, but Su Ang feels that his knowledge is shallow, and poetry is enough, and when he lets his teacher pass on his understanding, he chooses more of his understanding of knowledge, rather than poetry.

However, hearing this, Ji Ran was still stumbling, and almost fell off his horse: "Two great fames, the kind of eternal golden light?"

Su Ang nodded and looked over in surprise.

There must be an eternal golden light, how can there be no eternal golden light taught by the teacher?

Ji Ran covered his face with his hands, he really had nothing to say, Su Jiazi, how long have you been a showman?

He looked at Su Ang and the gray donkey from his fingers, wondering where Jane who carried the great fame was located, the famous chapter weighed a hundred catties, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think Su Ang could carry it with him.

Just as he was about to ask, Su Ang suddenly grabbed the donkey's tail and made the gray donkey stop, and his gaze towards the mountains and forests on the left was quite solemn.

Ji Ran followed and looked over, his arm shook suddenly, and he anxiously grabbed the horse.

Then, before Su Ang, he reached the focus of Su Ang's sight.

"No danger. He looked back.

"It's a locust tree that's more than 300 years old, and it's already capable of producing man-eating locust trees, but I don't know why, it hasn't been able to condense ghosts. He continued.

After that, the palm of his hand stroked the old bark of the locust tree, the bark was rough, there were cracks in the vertical and horizontal directions, and it didn't look abnormal, but after stroking it twice, he was suddenly stunned and exclaimed: "Good knife technique!"

That's right, it is indeed a good knife technique, and the reason why Su Ang suddenly stopped was that he saw that this old locust tree surrounded by two people was not quite right.

The locust tree is quite thick, but not very tall, and there are gray-white marks on the surface of the mottled bark, which looks like the bark is naturally falling off, but Su Ang had an epiphany in swordsmanship last night, and he is extremely sensitive to blade sword marks, and inexplicably feels a particularly mellow taste from the traces.

He stepped off the gray donkey, took the reins and walked under the locust tree, his fingers gently touched the gray and white traces, his sensitive fingers pressed on the tree, and after walking around the locust tree, the green bamboo on his left cheek shook suddenly, and then praised:

"Good knife technique!"

The whole locust tree, from the top of all the bark surface full of gray and white traces, turned out to be all 'one, two, three' three fonts, and when writing, the blade is deep, when moving obliquely cut, the tree is full of thousands of fonts, even end to end, the blade never leaves the tree when writing, the ingenuity of the force, let him marvel.

Su Ang used his talent to meet the yin and evil aura produced by the old locust tree, and found that the power generated by the locust tree over the years was all repairing the body of the tree, so that the sharp picture of the knife technique and knife work would disappear in half an hour at most.

"No wonder. ”

Su Ang looked at Ji Ran and said, "The reason why this old locust tree did not produce locust tree ghosts is that the power accumulated for more than three hundred years has been cut down. The man with the knife didn't use the internal breath, and just by virtue of the sharpness of the knife technique, he cut through the strong aura accumulated by the old locust tree. ”

Hearing this, Ji Ran stepped forward quickly, and after probing again, his cold face turned red.

According to Su Ang, this man's sword skills are definitely exquisite. He was born in a family of Ren Xia, and he didn't know how many Ren Xia he had seen, in terms of swordsmanship and knife skills, there were heroes Bailige, his brother and sister, but not to mention these people, even his father, Ren Xia Daxia, who was a 500 official in the field, did not have this terrible level.

"It's so good, it's rare to meet this kind of hero, and you should be a big white!"

Hao Shi Ji Ran likes to make friends the most, and feels that he is very lucky to meet such a person, he grabbed a jar of fine wine, smashed open the sealing mud, and poured another sip, and then threw the wine jar to Su Ang, and turned over himself.

"Ride!" roared, and the horse galloped away.

Su Ang was also very excited, because Di Renjie said in the divine court that this person actually used a firewood knife. Could it be a capable man hidden among the people, and can it be used by him?

After drinking the wine, Suang slammed the jar and let the grey donkey spread its hooves.

The spring rain is wet, and there are still footprints on the ground, if you want to catch up, it is also the right time!

The smoke and rain were misty, and the entire mountain forest was shrouded in a white mist.

It is said that the road is difficult, the road is divergent, it is difficult to walk in ordinary times, there is aura when the smoke and rain are cloudy, it is easier to moisten the ignorant ghosts and spirits, but in the vast mountains and forests, there is a person wearing straw sandals, carrying a basket, and carrying a large bundle of wet firewood on his shoulder.

This man is very short, compared to it, his head is up to Su Ang's waist, his head has been lowered, and occasionally when he looks at the firewood on his shoulder, he shows a very satisfied smile.

After going out to bring back firewood, dry it and sell it, can I have a full stomach today?

Smack, smack.

The straw sandals were worn out, and his toes stepped into the wet mud with the grass, making a crisp sound when he pulled them out, and Gao Ge thought that he would find time to knit a pair of straw sandals when he went back, and his brows furrowed again. He is the postman of Dongshan Pavilion, and he is responsible for the transmission of letters between Dongshan Pavilion and Dongshan Pavilion's subordinates, and he has no time, but he can't afford to do the daily homework ordered by his teacher.

Ten years ago, he saved a Ren Xia who was covered in blood, Ren Xia taught him internal rest kung fu and took him as an apprentice, but he was too stupid, and he forgot the three words "one, two, three" after learning, and the teacher left in a fit of anger, but the teacher asked him to write these three words with a sword ten thousand times a day, and he kept listening.

The sword was left by his teacher, and it had long been broken, so he found a place to bury it, and it was quite easy to use a firewood knife.

"Drive!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves, someone rushed over from the side, Gao Ge's muscles tensed, and he quickly lowered his head, he was only one meter tall, very short, and when he bent down into the grass, it was as if there was no such person.

But at this time, there were laughing words from the rear, and someone shouted: "Brother Ji Ran, wait a minute." ”

A gray donkey stopped beside him, Gao Ge still lowered his head, and could only see the donkey's hooves, someone got down from the donkey's back, and the eyes were snow-white muslin shoes, and the clean shoes stepped on the grass and mud, and he trembled in his heart.

"Just this pair of shoes is enough for me to eat for several days, right?" Gao Ge licked his lips and couldn't help but think.

At this time, the man who dismounted from the donkey approached, and heard the horse galloping back, and someone stood beside him, and he sighed in surprise, and a slender and powerful palm grabbed his hand.

Gao Ge couldn't help but shrink, his palms were muddy, unclean, for fear of offending the nobles.

And the noble man raised his palm, stroked the old firewood knife he was holding with his fingertips, and suddenly laughed: "Brother Ji Ran, come quickly, the main lord has been found!"

Find me? What to do!

Gao Ge was startled, for fear of offending the nobles somewhere, and trembled like chaff.

No matter what you ask him to do, if he resists, he won't dare.

He has no lord, just a commoner.